Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1968

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Desmond curled his lips.

If his parents found out they were expecting their second child, they would think about him and urge him to have a baby as soon as possible, though they had just urged him to get married.

However, he couldn't help imagining it.

In the past, he had never considered having his child.

He was very satisfied with his current state.

He frowned when thinking of a little fellow coming to disturb his married life...

After answering his question, Tina looked at him with a meaningful smile. "You are now willing to call me Mrs. Chin! It seems that you don't like me anymore?"

When she and Wilson held their wedding, Desmond refused to admit the fact.

He still called her intimately like he used to, especially in front of Wilson, which was somewhat childish and provocative. However, ever since he married Mia, he seemed to have changed his mind.

Desmond's face instantly froze.

"You knew it?" Desmond's eyes widened when his secret was revealed. "When did you find it out?"

He had always kept it in the depth of his heart.

Though he had joked about his feelings toward her, he never revealed his true feelings to Tina.

Tina said with a smile, "It has been some time. Wilson told it to me after we got married."

Desmond was taken aback, feeling slightly shameful!

...

Mia, who had just come out of the bathroom, happened to hear their conversation.

She stopped and looked at the two people sitting on the sofa in the living room, their faces brightly illuminated by rays from the crystal lamp above.

She pursed her lips.

A deep voice sounded beside her ear. "Are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm fine." Mia quickly lowered her eyes to hide her emotions.

It was Wilson who asked. He had just finished the phone call in the side hall. She explained in a fluster. "Er, well, I'm going to the bathroom..."

After that, she turned her head and left quickly, completely forgetting that she had just come out of the bathroom.

Wilson raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

He also looked at the living room, and a cunning glint flickered in his eyes behind the glasses.

At this moment, Desmond, who was sitting on the couch, wanted nothing more than to hide in a corner.

He covered his heart with his hands with a seriously injured expression, half threatening and half pleading. "It's all in the past. Don't mention it again in the future. Show me some face!"

"Okay." Tina smiled and said meaningfully, "It seems that you are quite satisfied with your marriage!"

Hearing this, Desmond thought for half a second before saying, "Yes, not bad."

At nine o'clock in the evening, Mia and Desmond were about to leave.

One little hand held by Tina, Isla waved goodbye to Mia with the other chubby hand. "Goodbye, auntie."

Desmond drank a glass of red wine at dinner time and called the designated driving service, so he sat in the back row with Mia.

Desmond felt that something was wrong with Mia.

When she said goodbye to Isla, she was all smiles, but she stopped smiling right after getting in the car.

She remained quiet and had no intention to talk to him.

Desmond thought she was tired, so he didn't ask.

In the evening, Mia took a bath and stayed in the bathroom for a long time.

As soon as she turned off the light, Desmond came over.

The moment he kissed her, she turned away. "I'm on my period."

Desmond was forced to stop.

In the end, he only gently kissed her forehead.

Desmond liked flirting with girls, but he didn't fall in love with any of them. Nevertheless, he still had some common sense, so he knew girls would feel uncomfortable when having their period. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Desmond asked, "Does your belly hurt?"

After a while, Mia said in a muffled voice, "No."

...

Early next morning, Desmond went to the study to deal with an urgent email before going downstairs to eat.

The breakfast was on the table.

The dining room adopted the traditional decoration pattern, and there was bean pudding in a gold- rimmed bowl.

When they had their first meal after their wedding, Desmond had mentioned rice porridge. Every morning after that, in addition to the dishes prepared by Sabine, Mia would make some rice porridge for him.

Therefore, when Desmond saw the rice porridge at Tina and Wilson's house last night, he no longer felt jealous of Wilson.

Desmond was slightly taken aback, for there was just a bowl of pudding today. He looked around but didn't see Mia.

Desmond was puzzled. "Where's Mia?"

Sabine replied, "Mrs. Chin went to school. She asked me to pack her breakfast, saying that she would eat it on the way."

Desmond frowned.

He felt that something was wrong.

Desmond was absent-minded as he ate his breakfast. Thinking about her abnormal behavior, he knocked on the table thoughtfully.

His phone rang and he picked it up lazily. "Hello, Mrs. Chin!"

"Morning!" Tina replied with a smile. After a pause, she coughed and continued, "I have something to tell you. Mia must have heard what we said in the living room. She seemed to have misunderstood us..."

Desmond's hand pounding on the table suddenly stopped.

No wonder he felt that something was wrong with her.

His head buzzed. He rubbed his temples to calm down as he complained, "Then why didn't you tell me last night?"

Tina said innocently, "Wilson didn't let me say it."

After Tina found out about it last night, she wanted to call Desmond immediately. However, Wilson stopped her. In the end, she gave in to him as if he had bewitched her.

Wilson said that Desmond had provoked him too many times in the past, so he had to trick him once and let him know how brutal his counter-attack could be.

Desmond was dumbfounded.

Wilson had gone to far this time!

Mia was in a lecture room of her university.

She had just finished an enlarged class and would study by herself.

Her phone vibrated. A message came in and she opened the chat interface with a profile picture of a classic cartoon character. Mia named it Drafts Hungry Demon.

Drafts Hungry Demon: Dear, a routine question. When will you hand in the second set of drafts?

Mia replied: In a hurry?

Drafts Hungry Demon: The trailer has been released, and the second set should begin serially in the next week. Many fans are still waiting for it anxiously. You have to give me two episodes first!"

Mia: Okay, I got it.

Drafts Hungry Demon immediately sent an emoji of a pug nodding obediently.

Mia opened the laptop next to her, where she had stored many sketches.

A few seconds later, she turned it off.

She could not do it in a bad mood, thinking she might do it until she got back.

Seeing this, Aubree, the female classmate sitting next to her, came over and whispered, "Did you quarrel with your husband?"

They were in the same department.

Among many classmates, Aubree had the deepest impression of Mia. It was because she had seen her written request for leave- there were only two simple wrods for the reason she asked for a leave: get married.

Aubree admired her from the bottom of her heart.

Mia pursed her lips. "No..."

They didn't quarrel; it was just that she was upset.

When it was almost noon, Aubree went to the bathroom from the back door.

When she came back, Aubree came over and pointed outside. "A man is looking for you outside the classroom. He must be here to apologize to you. He is your husband. isn't he?"

Hearing this, Mia looked up and saw a familiar figure.

"No." Mia shook her head. Thinking that Milan was not just a colleague for her, she explained, "He is my friend."