Chapter 1612: Chapter 1612: Daddy and Mommy, Please Give Me a Little Sister
The closet is filled with his shirts and trousers, not a single woman’s garment.
Willow Crawford wanted to look away, but her eyes were suddenly drawn to something. She saw Morgan Ashworth’s underwear in the drawer.
He wears... briefs.
Willow raised her eyebrows slightly; he’s quite... discreetly provocative.
Just then, a deep male voice came from behind, "Seen enough?"
Willow jumped, quickly turned around, and Morgan Ashworth himself was standing behind her, staring at her—as she had just been looking at his underwear.
Willow’s heart fluttered, "No, don’t misunderstand me, I..."
"Willow, now you’re interested in men’s underwear?" Morgan Ashworth smirked playfully.
Willow, "..." See, he misunderstood.
"Since you like my underwear so much, feel free to pick one; I’ll give it to you," Morgan said generously.
Willow immediately closed the closet and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, "President Ashworth, thanks for your kindness, but I’d rather not."
Morgan Ashworth, "If you like it, take it; no need to hold back."
"..." Willow felt a bit awkward and changed the topic, "President Ashworth, I’ve thought about your conditions from yesterday. I can give you my answer now—I promise I won’t remarry."
Morgan Ashworth seemed quite surprised, he took a step closer, "Willow, have you thought it through? Not remarrying also means no boyfriend, no ambiguous men around you. If I find out, I’ll immediately take our son back."
Willow nodded, "I understand, I’ve already agreed."
Morgan approached her, three years apart and then another three years. She had transformed from the youthful Willow to the enchanting woman she is now, at the gently mature stage of a blooming age.
He raised his hand, gently caressed her pretty face, and leaned toward her with his tall and handsome figure, "Willow, there will be no man in your bed in the future; you’re still young—can you endure it, endure the loneliness?"
Willow’s cheeks turned red; she felt as if his fingertips were conducting electricity over her face, leaving a slight tingling sensation, "Just talk, why do you need to touch, don’t touch me."
She slapped his hand away.
But Morgan Ashworth wrapped an arm around her soft waist and pulled her into his embrace, "Willow, if you have any needs in the future, you can tell me—I’ll help you."
"..." He was speaking nonsense. Willow reached out to push him away, "President Ashworth, these are my personal matters and have nothing to do with you. I’ve already agreed to your conditions, now the custody of our son is mine."
"Fine, but I need to see our son regularly."
"No problem."
At this moment, little Joy came running, seeing daddy and mommy hugging, immediately covered his eyes and exclaimed "Ah-oh," "Daddy mommy, I didn’t see anything, you continue."
Willow immediately pushed Morgan Ashworth away and explained, "Joy, it’s not what you saw."
Little Joy looked at Willow expectantly, "Mommy, will you and daddy give me a little sister?"
What?
Willow looked at little Joy with horror, unable to understand how Joy came up with such a terrifying idea.
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