What more can I say?
The residence had been newly built. Anthony’s villa only had an electric cut once, but he couldn’t let that incident slide.
Maybe this is the principle of the rich and upper echelon.
Anthony brought me back to the house where we had negotiated.
The moment I reached the entrance, Gregory came bouncing towards me in excitement.
Anthony was standing in front of me. So I clearly saw him spreading his arms, preparing to catch Gregory.
Yet, Gregory cruelly passed his father, leaving Anthony’s wide-spread arms empty, and threw himself into my embrace instead.
“Ms. Stanhope!”
His adorable baby tone made me feel all warm inside. Even though Anthony and I had only been away for an hour, it had felt like a century.
Gregory seemed so happy every time he saw me, so I didn’t hold myself back this time. I wrapped my arms around him, saying softly, “Gregory…”
Shortly after, I heard a soft whimper. “I can’t breathe…”
I swiftly let go and laughed at Gregory’s heavy breathing. I lightly brushed his nose with my finger and exclaimed, “Greg, how can you be so adorable!”
As I turned around, eyes filled with rage were glaring at both of us.
“Anthy!” Gregory belatedly realized Anthony was present as well. He ran and clung onto one of his legs.
Anthony pretended he couldn’t hear Gregory’s call, seemingly angry and hurt that Gregory had hugged others before him. He removed Gregory’s arm from his leg and entered the house, sulking.
Gregory was taken aback by the man’s coldness. His brows furrowed as he whimpered, “Does daddy not love me anymore?”
I let out a laugh as I ruffled his head. “It is not that he doesn’t love you anymore. He’s just jealous.”
The boy’s forehead creased with curiosity in his eyes. “I don’t like jealousy, and neither does Daddy.”
I smiled and patted his shoulder. “People will change. There will be many situations similar to this in the future.”
Anthony had never imagined that one day he would have to fight for his son’s favor with the woman he brought back.
He calmed down the more he pondered about it.
Gregory showed me around the house after leading me in. Compared to the time we had met in the mall, he had a much wider vocabulary now.
The maids were waiting by the hall. When we neared them, they retrieved my luggage from the chauffeur and greeted me respectfully, “Ms. Stanhope, we have your room prepared. Please follow me.”
I nodded. “Thank you.”
On the second floor, the maid stopped in front of one of the rooms. She stepped aside and gestured while saying, “Please enter.”
I tentatively poked my head into the room, peeking inside. “You mean to say this is my room?” I gasped.
The maid nodded. “Yes. This is Mr. Featherstone’s instruction. Please relay any further instructions to me if you have them.”
She then turned on her heels and swiftly left.
I walked into the room with Gregory in tow.
The room was so spacious that there was a living room in it. The interior was furnished with low-key luxury style, and it contrasted strongly with the external architecture of the family home.
I gave the room a quick study, then sat on the couch with Gregory beside me.
I had always found the boy adorable. And so, I reveled in the fact that I would be his stepmother.
As I ruffled his soft, black hair, I couldn’t help but hug him.
Puzzlement filled Gregory’s eyes, but he returned my hug shortly after. When he noticed I was comfortable with his embrace, he wrapped his arms around my neck and nuzzled his cheek against mine.
A child at this young age has already learned to take advantage of positions like this.
I was about to let him go when his adorable voice softened my heart.
“Ms. Stanhope, can I always be with you? I really miss my mommy. Can you please be my mommy?”
My arms stiffened, and my heart clenched upon hearing the pain in his tone.
A young child couldn’t have known anything. He just missed his mother badly.
I patted Gregory’s back gently and comforted him, “I will always be somewhere you can find me.”
Feeling a heated gaze on the two of us, I lifted my head and saw Anthony staring at us intently. I didn’t realize he had come in.
I instantly straightened my back and tugged Gregory’s arm around my neck. “Your Daddy’s here.”
“Anthy!” Gregory yelled excitedly, bouncing over to cling onto Anthony’s leg.
Anthony’s face darkened. “Call me Daddy.”
Gregory playfully stuck out his tongue and stood upright after letting go of Anthony’s leg. “Daddy.”
The man nodded in reply, seemingly satisfied as he lifted the boy up.
The sight of Gregory in Anthony’s arms filled me with warmth.
Like what he did with me earlier, Gregory wrapped his arms around Anthony’s neck and nuzzled his face.
Anthony frowned. “What are you sniffing at?”
“If you smell jealous,” Gregory answered puzzledly.
Anthony placed him down on the couch gently. “Jealous?”
I was able to guess Gregory’s next words, so I swiftly opened my mouth to interject.
“You’re jealous!”
“Gregory!”
Sadly, I was a second too late.
Gregory, not taking any credit, said proudly, “That’s what Ms. Stanhope said.”
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