Perhaps Yulia found Keith too annoying. Therefore, she continued to cry out loud while flinging her arms around to vent out her anger. The little girl looked like she was on the verge of collapse.
Xavia didn’t know what to say. How should she explain the whole thing to the little girl?
“Baby, things are not the same as what you think.”
“Then which is it? Mommy, you have to immediately, right away, cut it off with him, okay? You two cannot have any relationship, okay? I don’t want him. I hate him. I’m strongly against having him as my future daddy!”
As soon as the little girl finished her words and cried, she started to look for Xavia’s phone from her pocket. Her resolute attitude was completely different from how she reacted when she faced Zivon and Stefan.
It seemed like sometimes the children’s sixth sense was accurate too.
Xavia helplessly picked Yulia up and comforted her, “Shhh! Stop crying. Mommy will not let him become your daddy in the future.”
“Really?”
“Yes, let’s have a pinky swear and keep our promise forever. I will absolutely not allow Keith to be your new daddy.”
“No, pinky swear does not work on adults. Instead, I want you to swear that if you let him be my future daddy, then you’ll lose your little cutie forever!”
Didn’t this oath sound too mean?
Luckily, Xavia didn’t have any romantic thoughts about Keith, so she nodded her head and gave her word, “Okay, Mommy’s little cutie! I promise you. Is that acceptable for you now?”
The little girl consented, “Mmm.”
It took Xavia the entire morning to coax the little girl.
On the other hand, the situation at the private villa of Zivon was obviously not much better.
It was nine o’clock in the morning. Zivon was supposed to go to the office half an hour ago.
“No! I want to see Aunt! I want to see Aunt, no matter what!” Before Zivon could finish his words, he was interrupted by Maison’s grumpiness.
The boy even ran toward outside agitatedly, “If you don’t take me, then I can go by myself!”
With his current mood, going out and rushing around was bound to be dangerous.
Zivon frowned immediately. He reached out and got a hold of him. Initially, he wanted to warn him to restrain his emotions and behaved himself, but he noticed the expression in that pair of stubborn and hurting eyes, which looked like a wolf cub on the verge of collapse.
His heart went soft, and he decided to give in. “Okay, I will take you there as long as you finish your breakfast quietly. Also, no more tantrums.”
Maison instantly quieted down, but it was clear that he was deliberately suppressing his emotions. When he saw his son in such a state, it displeased Zivon.
‘What right does that random woman have to stir up my emotions and make my son care about her so much?’
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