NovelEnglishCarlos’ face. The CEO was not angry at all. He was holding his daughter tightly and had a warm smile on his face.
The third one was Debbie’s selfie, in which she was looking at the camera with a lonely look.
Her fans heaved a sigh of relief. Someone commented, “Buy more books for the elder one so that she will have less twith Carlos. But as for the one in the diaper, sorry, but I don’t know how to deal with her.”
“Just give up! You won’t be able to deal with them in this life,” someone wrote.
“Not only will you be unable to deal with them, but you also have to take care of them,” another one wrote.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter reading the funny comments for the next two hours, Debbie Looked at Carlos and asked, “Carlos, who was it that said he preferred a son to a daughter?”
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He pulled her into his arms.
“That turned out to be a slap in the face.”
Debbie rolled her eyes, and then laughed with him.
When Debbie gave birth to their third baby, she was thirty-three years old and Carlos was forty. Evelyn was ten and Terilynn was five. They were blessed with a baby boy, and his nwas Matthew Hilton.
Debbie looked at the boy in her arms and told Carlos in disbelief, “I thought it would be a girl!”
Carlos accused coldly, “Looks like you had a lover in your previous life.”
Debbie used to say that a daughter was her father’s lover in his previous life. She had dug her own hole with that.
When Debbie recovered from the delivery, Carlos had sex with her every night.
“What happened to you? Why are you so horny?” she asked in confusion.
He pressed her against the bed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“I want a fourth baby,” he simply said.
‘What? A fourth baby?’ Debbie was shocked.
“You didn’t even wantto have our third baby. I had to puncture the condoms so that we could have Matthew. Why do you suddenly want a fourth baby?”
Carlos repeated what she had told him before.
“I’d Like to see how many lovers you had in your previous life.”
Debbie cried out as her body was killing her.
“Honey, please spare me,” she pleaded.
Carlos chuckled. Debbie was his queen, and he was like her slave most of the times. But when they were in bed, he was the undisputed king.
“Will you bullyin the future?” he asked.
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