True Love Waits
Chapter 781
Gifford was almost three years old, and Blair was now seven months pregnant with her second child.
One night, the little boy woke up because he had to pee. He turned on the bedside lamp, got out of bed and went to his bathroom.
As he walked out of the bathroom, he suddenly remembered the monsters from his favorite cartoon-Journey to the West. He quickly opened the door and ran towards his mom's bedroom. When he arrived at the door, Gifford heard strange noises coming from the room.
He turned the doorknob quietly and popped his head into the room. What he saw shocked him! His mom was pressed against the bed, and his dad was bullying her!
The young boy was angered.
Gifford pushed the door open, and ran towards the bed, crying loudly, "Mommy!" He was terrified for her.
Wesley had heard noises at the door while he was having sex with Blair. But he was too focused to stop and take a look. He didn't expect his son to barge in like this.
Wesley immediately covered them with the quilt. Crying, Gifford stood next to the bed and tried to lift the quilt off his parents. "I won't love you anymore, Daddy! How could you bully Mommy like that?" he cried. Embarrassed, Blair grabbed the quilt tightly to stop him from lifting it. Gifford, on the other hand, wanted to drive Wesley out of the bed, so he kept tugging at the quilt.
Since Blair was pregnant, Wesley hadn't had the chance to have sex with her for a long time. He had pleaded with her for so long, and she had finally agreed. Yet, their romantic moment was interrupted by their only son. Wesley was so mad, and Gifford's cries made him even angrier.
He threw back the quilt and began to put on his pajamas in front of his son.
Gifford, who had been crying nonstop, raised his head. When he saw his naked father, he was shocked and lowered his head to look at his own. He stopped crying.
'Daddy's willy is so terrifying! Mine is cuter,' he thought.
In order to not wake up the elders, Wesley closed the bedroom door. He had no idea that his son was secretly feeling sorry for him.
'Does Daddy feel inferior because of his horrible willy? I feel bad for him now. I better continue to love him...' The little boy was deep in thought.
of the night?" Wesley asked and patted lightly on Gifford's head. He didn't use much strength, and the boy was too indulged in his own thoughts to respond. Blair thought that her son was too terrified by what he had seen. She put on her night gown and got out of bed. "Gifford, are you all right? Daddy wasn't
entering our room!" Wesley said in a serious tone. He didn't know why
nodded his
and he took the
snacks to his dad to comfort him. 'He must be feeling horrible every
"It's late. You
lying! If we can't eat snacks in the middle of the night, then why is
in the refrigerator is only there to brighten the inside of the fridge when it is kept in
You will be
protested, "The Buddha and Monkey King are
aching temples and said, "If you violate the heavenly rules, they are going to become very real." Gifford's eyes widened. He
asleep by nine, yet here we are, way past twelve o'clock. If you don't sleep now, you will not be allowed to watch 'Journey to
Mommy!"
want from her now? Your mommy isn't feeling well. Let her sleep." Blair
loves me! You don't love me at all!"
that obvious?' Wesley wondered with
he was going to have a daughter. Since then, his whole attention had
would imagine what he would do after the girl was born. He would take her to the amusement
son in a
want
and he couldn't find a way to vent his fury. He reached out
well. Daddy won't leave until you fall asleep," he said in
was indeed sleepy. He decided to go to his mom as soon as he got up in
About True Love Waits - Chapter 781
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