She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment

Chapter 51: He Really Was Hers, Though

As Pete was still being suspected of pushing his great-grandmother down the stairs, Justin didn’t take him back to the Hunts’ residence. Instead, they were staying at a villa in the suburbs.

It was already dark, and he was playing a jigsaw puzzle with Cherry.

When the doorbell rang, Cherry was the one who opened the door first. He followed after her, feeling a little impatient.

Who would come over at such late hours?

Didn’t he already leave instructions that he wasn’t having visitors or dealing with work matters from 6 pm to 9 pm because he wanted to spend some time with his son in peace?

But when Justin walked over with a cold look on his face only to see the stunning visage at the door, the chilly aura around him subconsciously dissipated. His deep-set eyes narrowed slightly and he raised an eyebrow. “Miss Smith?”

He had asked her out to the hospital this afternoon, but she rejected his invitation.

Yet she came straight to his home in the evening?

In addition, the look in her eyes had become as fervent as the one she had that night in the hospital. Her scorching gaze was as if it could burn…

He had seen that look in many women’s eyes before, and it often annoyed him.

But when she looked at him like that… No, why did it seem like she wasn’t looking at him?

Justin followed her gaze. He slowly lowered his head to see his son looking up at the woman in astonishment with his big round eyes.

Cherry swallowed hard. “M-mommy…”

It’s all over!

Why didn’t Pete say anything in advance? The cat’s out of the bag!

Justin’s expression stiffened—he was a little unhappy. He subtly stepped forward and stood in front of his son. Then, his lips slowly parted and he said, “You—”

But before he could say whatever he wanted to say, the woman in front of him suddenly spoke. Her voice was husky and shaking as she asked, “Is this your son?”

Justin was bewildered.

kissed him, and even coaxed him to call you Mommy again and again. Yet you’re asking something

she didn’t seem to be acting, he frowned, suppressed his displeasure, and answered,

“Your biological son?”

ridiculous. He coldly retorted, “In any case,

really

Nora’s lips twitched, but she didn’t

Looking at things from his perspective, if he were to know that he also had

down, she felt a bit of a

various scenarios. If someone had adopted her son, then she would offer them a lot of monetary compensation.

his power in the States, she really might not be

asked, “Mr. Hunt, do

dark and baleful. As though he had thought of something unpleasant, he replied coldly, “I don’t know.

She asked, “Then how

been sleeping or staying at home the whole time. How exactly did

tightly together. He was already on the verge of losing his temper. The look in his eyes was icy and piercing, and even the beauty mark at the corner of his eye exuded a deep chill. He

in the car nearby the whole time, became

no, the tyrant is about

simply say, “Oh, I just wanted to

his mother. The next moment, however, he saw his father—who was on the brink of flying into a rage—suddenly becoming stunned. Then, all his

Pete was perplexed.

Justin froze.

direct about things. But when he thought about it, it certainly matched

and he asked, “You came all the way here at night just to talk about

the existence of her other child, of

that, though. She pondered for a moment before she replied, “I came to let you know a few things. Your grandma will regain consciousness this weekend, but due to her prolonged coma, her body is weak, so intense nourishment is not recommended. She’ll

smile on Justin’s lips widened. “I believe the doctors at Hospital Finest are

moment.

it. She said, “You’re right. This was indeed an unnecessary

the stupefied Cherry again. The corners of her lips curled up slightly and her cat-like eyes gleamed with a dark light. “You must be Pete, right?

a loss

at the moment. Generally, the angrier she was, the brighter

“Hehe, it’s all thanks to my parents,

said, “I wonder what the little Mr.

“Cherr… Cherry Pit has already become Mr. Quinn’s disciple. I’m