Chapter 1099: Chapter 1098: How About Taking a Break?
Seeing the CEO only cut a small piece for himself, Nia Mitchell was a bit anxious.
She directly cut herself a large piece and handed it to Maxwell Peary’s lips.
"Uncle Peary, eat it up!"
Maxwell cooperated by opening his mouth and ate the piece of steak.
The two of them were extraordinarily happy throughout the meal.
After finishing, a bit of dessert and some fruit came up quickly.
Nia Mitchell rounded them all up.
"So full!"
Nia Mitchell burped and reached out to touch her round little belly.
"Really? Let me feel it too."
Without giving Nia Mitchell time to react, Maxwell already reached out to touch her.
"Ah!"
Nia Mitchell screamed and immediately moved his big hand away.
"Where are you touching?"
Nia Mitchell always thought it was strange; she had never been touched like this before.
What kind of person was Maxwell Peary?
How could he possibly pay attention to Nia Mitchell’s slight resistance?
He just reached out and touched again.
It was really round.
Nia Mitchell blushed and wanted to brush the CEO’s hand away regardless of anything.
Unfortunately, Maxwell’s strength was too strong for her to resist.
"Uncle!"
Nia Mitchell wanted to stomp her foot urgently, but sitting here, there wasn’t any room for that.
Maxwell’s eyes carried a hint of laughter as his hand rested on her belly.
"What if we had a child..."
Maxwell stopped speaking after just saying a few words.
Nia Mitchell was too young.
However...
He wasn’t exactly young anymore.
Originally uninterested in marriage, this was the first time Maxwell felt a strong desire for a baby.
This child could resemble Nia Mitchell more, making them happier.
Or resemble him more, so they could protect little Rabina.
He began to envision, imagining boldly, the child’s gender, appearance, and even...the child’s name.
Nia Mitchell was initially struggling but stopped when she heard Maxwell’s words.
A child?
Did Uncle also want a child?
She could hardly believe it.
However, Uncle hadn’t mentioned not wanting children before, had he?
"Uncle?"
Nia Mitchell blinked, trying to wake up the daydreaming Maxwell.
"Mm."
Maxwell nodded and didn’t say much more.
"Uncle, let’s have a child, I’m ready."
Ready to welcome a child, ready to become a mother.
Even Fiona Sutton already had a child, so how could she fall behind?
"Never mind, for now, you should take good care of your health."
Maxwell finally backed off a bit and, after saying that, lowered his head to kiss her lips.
Nia Mitchell pouted, her face full of displeasure,
Really, how could he suddenly back out like this?
She thought Uncle Peary was ready to have a child.
But it turned out to be just false joy.
Nia Mitchell expressed that she was very unhappy now.
Sitting there with a pout, she wore all her emotions on her face, thinking that perhaps the CEO might change his mind.
But...
Apparently, this time, he did not.
"Alright, choosing to have lunch at the Royal Dynasty Hotel means we can rest for a bit too."
With that, he directly carried Nia Mitchell in his arms, heading towards the large bed on the other side of the enormous private room.
