Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Chapter 289: 289: Anything Can Happen in Dreams

Humpn:

Clifford Wells was pissed!

As if the single trigger was not enough.

Settled down?

Adrian Zhekova had a real talent for boasting, not knowing the truth!

“Although we’re not married yet, I do have a girlfriend now, marriage is just a matter of time.” Adrian Zhekova wasn’t worried at all. “Besides, we even have a son together. How can you say I’m not settled down?”

“What?” Clifford Wells rubbed his eyes while holding his mobile phone, then looked at the screen again. “Am I seeing things?”

“Dylan, you guys look at it, what did Adrian Zhekova say? He said he has a

son?” Clifford Wells could not believe what he saw.

Zane Hamilton and the others saw it too.

Zane Hamilton: “You’re not seeing things. That is indeed what Adrian Zhekova said.”

Others also confirmed that they had seen it.

Clifford Wells: “Adrian, why don’t you go to sleep earlier? You can have anything you want in your dreams.”

“Hmph.” Adrian Zhekova sneered with a sense of superiority, full of disdain for Clifford Wells’ words.

“Wake up, I’ve had a child with Cindy for a long time now. If you don’t believe me, ask her.” Adrian Zhekova said proudly.

Cindy Clarke really wanted to take a picture of his smug face at this moment.

He was just too annoying.

Even she thought he was annoying.

Fortunately, Clifford Wells didn’t see it with his own eyes.

He was already so angry through the phone, I don’t know what he would look like if he saw Adrian Zhekova’s smug face in person.

Cindy Clarke didn’t expect Adrian Zhekova to show off and drag her into it. Out of anger, she poked him, “Why are you involving me?”

“It feels more superior to have you with me,” Adrian Zhekova happily wrapped his arms around her hand that poked him, “If I go to Morgan’s bedroom now, would I wake him up?”

“What are you going to do?” Cindy Clarke suddenly got an idea, “You don’t want to take a picture of Morgan, do you?”

Morgan looked so much like him.

Nothing could prove his relationship with Adrian Zhekova better than Morgan himself.

Unexpectedly, Adrian Zhekova did think so: “Let Clifford Wells see, so he won’t think I’m bragging.”

Cindy Clarke: “…”

The more she knew him, the more she realized that this man could be just as childish as Morgan when he wanted to be.

“I have plenty of photos of Morgan on my mobile phone,” Cindy Clarke said, “No need to go to his bedroom and take another one.”

“Just wait a second.” Cindy Clarke said and entered the Eighty-Eight Sixty-Four chat group first.

“What are you up to?” Adrian Zhekova asked curiously.

“Didn’t you call me out? You told people that I’m here with you, but when you asked for me, I didn’t show up. How awkward and embarrassing that must be for you.” Cindy Clarke said, “I have to come out and support you, don’t I?”

Adrian Zhekova called her out, asking her to admit his words.

Although it was a fact, she felt embarrassed.

Even so, Cindy Clarke still took care of Adrian Zhekova’s face.

“How can you be such a good girl?” Adrian Zhekova’s heart softened as she took him as her priority even though she was a bit embarrassed.

Adrian Zhekova’s heart melted, he tilted his head and kissed Cindy Clarke’s cheek, “You don’t have to say anything either, it was my impulsiveness that got in the way of my thinking..”