Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 1285 Things Had Changed

Micah glanced down at the blue marks on his wrist, his mood turning serious. Maybe it was time to get a head start. "Sadie! Sadie, wake up!" Micah's voice boomed through the room, jolting Sadie out of a nightmare, drenched in cold sweat. "No, no!" she gasped, trying to shake off the lingering fear from her dream.

Micah got up instinctively, gently patting her back. "It's okay, just a dream."

"I dreamt of Tristan," Sadie mumbled groggily, then froze, staring blankly at Micah. "Am I dreaming? Why are you here?" She rubbed her eyes hard and saw he was still there. She quickly got up to put on a coat. She liked to sleep in a white silk camisole, with nothing underneath, her whole body exposed in front of Micah.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before," Micah said, rolling his eyes as he went back to the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Sadie clumsily put on her coat, tied up her long hair, and went to the bathroom for a quick wash. Coming out, she asked, "Why are you here?"

"The kids miss you," Micah replied simply.

"Noah, Nathan, and Mia are here?" Sadie's eyes lit up with joy. "Where are they?" She dashed toward the door, ready to find them.

Micah frowned. "There are a bunch of

came to her senses and hurried back

to change in the bathroom, but it

at him, turned her back, and quickly changed

turned around, exhaling a

her face. It was rare to see the kids, and she wanted to look

against the window, squinting, quietly watching

smoke swirled around, masking his complex

reason, he always seemed sad now.

used to sleep without any clothes on," Micah

her head, not daring to look at

but walk closer, gently lifting her chin to make her look at

in his eyes, and for a moment, she was flustered, as if they were still the

in, his lips brushing her forehead, eyes, cheeks, and finally resting on her tender lips. He didn't kiss her just lingered, inhaling