Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy
Chapter 1903

Monica pulled the bowl of food with a little shame, and avoid his eye contact.

"To be honest, Monica, do you know how to cook?" Stinson put down his forks, crossed his hands on the table, and looked at her gently.

"I can do it, but in fact, most of the food abroad is made by the ant I invited. I learned a few things from her." Monica was finally telling the truth. In fact, she improved her cooking skills. She had really spent a lo of time and effort on this matter, but she didn't know how to do it either. With her hands, she could draw a beautiful and prosperous scene.

"Okay, it looks like our candlelit dinner must be moved to the restaurant." Stinson could not help but laugh.

"I'm sorry, I was originally trying to behave well, wouldn't you be angry?"

"Angry? Why should I be angry?" Stinson shrugged: "I never asked my woman need to cook well?"

Monica breathed comfortably and laughed awkwardly: "I can cook sometimes, but sometimes I feel nervous.

"I didn't blame you. You are so great to raise Gabe by yourself as well as work hard. If you don't want to learn anything else, it's fine for me." Monica was just a normal woman. She could not have mastered everything.

"I messed up today's dinner." Monica was still ashamed. If she couldn't do it, she wouldn't let the two of them hungry until now.

"Don't blame yourself, let's go. I'll have people come here to clean up here. There's a restaurant downstairs." The man said as he got up and held her hand.

Monica got up and took her coat, following him out.

"It's almost nine o'clock. There's nowhere else to eat. If it's not, let's order a takeout."

"Takeout?" The man frowned. "I used to eat when I was in college. I haven't eaten for a long time."

"Then what do you want to eat?" Monica asked curiously.

"Forget it, let's take a stroll around the neighborhood and see what we can eat." Waiting for the takeout was definitely not easy, and it was the first time that Stinson had experienced what it was like to be hungry.

"You are right, takeout will take time. I'm starving to death." Monica subconsciously touched her stomach and flattened.

Stinson looked at her: "you can't cook, why don't you tell me earlier? Do you want to show me in front of me?"

Monica's face turned red. Well, she had to admit that she wanted to show her skills.

"Who told you to say that I have to eat what I cook? I don't want to disappoint you."

Stinson slapped her shoulder in disbelief: "Okay, it's my fault, let's go outside and find something to eat."

The two of them sat down in a noodle restaurant. When the noodles served on the table, they ate as fast as they can.

After eating, it was already past ten o'clock. There were several young girls beside him, who had been blushing and whispering, looking at him from time to time.

Obviously, they had never met such a noble and handsome man in their lives.

Monica also found out that although she thought that she was not bad at all, she was still dim with her side. There were a few young men who looked at her and were dismissed by him.

It was just that Monica would never know how cold this man would be in the face of an invisible love rival.

After eating their noodles, they walked out of the restaurant and both of them glanced at each other.

"It's almost ten o'clock, let's go home, I'm afraid that Gabe will cry." Although he wanted to be alone with her, he still resisted this impulse. After all, his son was not picked up. He had to put his son in an important position.

"Okay." Monica was also concerned about her son.

The two drove towards the house.

In the villa, the little guy was holding a bag of snacks and was sitting on the sofa, watching TV.

The steward wanted to persuade him to go sleep, and hoping that Mr. Stinson and Miss Monica would come back earlier.

"Gabe must be asleep now."

"Yes." Monica thought so. Even though it was on weekend, while the little guy didn't have to go to school, he still would go to bed on time.

The black car stopped at the entrance of the hall. As soon as the two of them got off the car, they heard a unique voice from the cartoon. "daddy, mummy, it's too late for you guys to come back." The little guy shrugged as he saw the two adults return.

Monica looked at her son seriously: "I know it's very late, why are you still watching TV?"

"I'm waiting for you." The little guy had a good reason.

"Go upstairs and sleep soundly." Monica immediately turned off the TV.

The little guy bored his head and asked, "mummy, can you let daddy sleep with us tonight?"

Stinson's thin lips raised, and his son was still awesome.

"Why?" Monica's face was hot and her apex was crisp.

"You've already gone on a date with daddy. You're not together yet?" The little guy was also quite smart and had already seen all of this. Stinson walked over, picked up his son, and gently asked him: "Tomorrow, I'll bring you back to grandparents' house. Do you want to?" "Really? Then mummy will go too?" The little guy looked excited.

"Of course, your mummy will go too." When the man said these words, his gaze looked at Monica.

The burning glow in the man's eyes made Monica's heart tremble. She turned to avoid and said to her son, "Yes, mummy will go too."

The little guy immediately kissed him sternly: "As long as daddy is good to mummy, I will definitely love you too."

Stinson was speechless. Should his son be so realistic?

Fortunately, his heart was beating for this woman. If he didn't like her, would it be a sad story?

Monica was inexplicably moved. Her son was too warm. How could she have more children?

When she thought about this, Monica was ashamed of herself, and her relationship with Stinson only softened a little. She actually thought about all of this.

Stinson could only touch his son's head and assured him: "Don't worry, daddy likes your mummy."