The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 135 - 116. The most classic display of love

Chapter 135: 116. The most classic display of love

Picking up these shards by hand, if that man saw her doing this, his explosive temper would probably blow up his house!

It was one thing for his woman to work as a nanny for him, but daring her to pick up shards? In that man’s world, only he had the right to bully his woman; others couldn’t even dream of it!

"Cathy, are you crazy? How could you pick up the shards with your hands?"

Just as Michael was about to stand up, Ivy Aretha rushed out of the kitchen. She pulled up the dazed Cathy who was squatting on the ground and picking up shards, and in passing, patted away the shards that she was holding in her hand.

It wasn’t until Ivy heaved a sigh of relief that her eyes met Cathy’s unexpectedly reddened eyes. Even though Cathy was bowing her head, Ivy could clearly tell that she had cried because those originally clear and lovely eyes were now full of tears.

Her desperate attempt to conceal her emotions caused her shoulders to tremble a bit, and after a while, the tears fell one by one onto the clean floor, making crisp, pleasing sounds that tugged at her heart...

"Cathy, what happened?"

Before Ivy could clean up the shards on the ground, she placed both hands on Cathy’s obviously trembling shoulders, as Cathy’s 160cm height was much shorter than Ivy’s 165cm.

Ivy leaned down and looked into Cathy’s eyes, "Has Bella misbehaved again, upsetting you?"

Bianca was usually naughty and liked to play pranks, plus Ivy generally disciplined her harshly while Cathy spoiled her, so she always enjoyed playing outrageous games with Cathy.

Ivy had seen her scare Cathy a few times, turning her face pale, and had warned Bianca about it, but this much sadness was a first.

It seemed somewhat beyond Bianca’s ability to cause commotions. However, besides this, Ivy couldn’t think of any other reason for a gentle and graceful woman like Cathy to suddenly lose her composure to this extent.

Not until this moment did Ivy realize how little she actually knew about Cathy.

"Mommy, don’t blame Bella, I would never make Aunt Cathy sad!"

Upon hearing Ivy suspect her of making beautiful Aunt Cathy cry, the little girl felt wronged. Aunt Cathy was one of her favorite people, how could she bear to make her cry?

Mommy really didn’t understand her!

Thinking like this, the little girl suddenly felt sad. She dove into Michael Gordon’s arms, her aggrieved tears streaming down in a torrent: "Daddy, Mommy actually doubts Bella’s kind-hearted nature, wuwu, Bella doesn’t want to live anymore!"

Ivy: "..."

This damned little girl, she’s untouchable now!

"Bianca, you try crying again!"

Seeing her aggrieved little look, leaning so affectionately in Michael’s arms, and directly calling him daddy, Ivy suddenly felt as though her own cabbage was being gobbled up by her own pig. And who knows if the meat from this pig would still belong to her after it’s butchered?

"Ivy, don’t yell at the child, it has nothing to do with Bianca!" Seeing Ivy reprimand Bianca because of her, Cathy hurriedly grabbed Ivy’s hand to stop her. The voice that came out was still trembling from the agitation, "I just suddenly saw Mr. Gordon pampering Bianca like that, and it made me think of my own child!"

She thought of her six-year-old son!

Seeing Michael’s gentle gaze, full of indulgence and willing to give little Bianca everything, anyone with eyes could see that they had a great relationship.

Bianca was very fortunate!

Such a heartwarming scene inevitably made her involuntarily think of her own child. That man would never pamper their son like Michael would, he would only scold and criticize him. In his worldview, there was no such thing as loving a child!

Instead, he was just a tool as the sole heir to the Thompson family.

Her son had always only had her to love him.

Now that she’s not around, how pitiful must the little guy be!

The thought of her son having to endure such cruel training made Cathy’s heart ache as if countless hands were forcefully tearing it apart. The pain was so intense that even her blood circulation hurt.

"You have a child?"

Ivy was clearly shocked by her words. Her eyes widened as she looked up and down Cathy’s beautiful figure, unable to see any signs of having given birth.

Moreover, her information at the time showed that she was unmarried, so Ivy never imagined that she would have a child, as not every woman was as bold as her in having children out of wedlock.

On top of that, Cathy seemed to be the type to always follow rules and was gentle and weak, contrasting greatly with Ivy’s fearless and bold personality.

But before Cathy could nod, Michael’s dissatisfied voice came from the side.

"She has a child, why can’t Ivy have one since she’s older?"

As he spoke, Michael Gordon gently wiped away his little daughter’s tears, his voice casual, "So next time before you judge something, understand the facts first. Don’t wrong our adorable and endearing daughter!"

As he spoke, Michael lowered his head and kissed Bianca’s teary eyes, "Baby, be good, forgive your ignorant mommy, she’s just jealous of our love!"

Ivy: "..." When did she become ignorant?

And jealous of their father-daughter love?

If it wasn’t for her consent, they wouldn’t be able to show off their love even if they had it!

Bianca wasn’t really sad, but as soon as Michael had said that Ivy agreed to have him as a father, she suddenly had him as a confidant before she had a chance to act coquettishly and was then scolded by Ivy.

Seeing her daddy, her heart softened inexplicably, and she felt that she could now confide in him. In her excitement, she burst into tears!

It was more like acting coquettish!

She didn’t know if it was excitement or grievance anymore!

Now that Michael said something, her emotions vanished instantly. She hung on Michael’s neck, her pitch-black eyes staring at Cathy and spinning around.

"Aunt Cathy, don’t be sad. If you miss your baby, you should go see him. I have a daddy now who can take care of me, and mommy can give you a vacation!"

The little girl spoke earnestly, her focused gaze landing on Cathy’s still drooping head. Her long eyelashes were still flickering with the teardrop that careless Mr. Gordon hadn’t dried, just like a crystal-clear porcelain doll.

Cathy, who was moved by the scene in front of her, was stimulated by Bianca’s sensible and intimate words, which awakened the deep worries that had been buried in her heart. All the concerns and anxieties stored in her heart came flooding back like a torrent, instantly causing her tears to flow like rain. The emotions she had been desperately hiding all this time were on the brink of collapse...