The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 139 - 120, The truth is so unbearable

Chapter 139: 120, The truth is so unbearable

"Michael Gordon, aren’t you acting like a gigolo now?"

Ivy Aretha raised her eyebrows and looked at the man sitting next to her, waiting for his praise, and said with a light laugh, "Now living off of me and even having me cook meals for you!"

A... gigolo?

Michael’s lips twitched uncontrollably, almost spitting out blood. He guessed that it was impossible to hear any nice words from this woman in his lifetime!

Alright, very good, excellent!

"Gigolos aren’t meant for cooking!"

Michael stared at Ivy’s eyes without any scruples, watching her closely, and found the wicked arc at the corner of his eyes deepening. He suddenly leaned toward her ear, gently bit it, and ambiguously said, "But to serve in bed!"

Serve... in bed... Ivy’s face turned red in an instant!

Her originally pale and snowy cheeks were instantly dyed with a touch of red. This man really knew how to target her weaknesses! Ivy glanced at her daughter, who was blinking and staring at her, then glanced at Cathy, who was a bit awkward and unnatural, and found a topic to divert: "Ahem... Cathy, if you miss your son, feel free to take some time off to visit him!"

"No need!"

Cathy lowered her head without looking at her, and simply said three words. Her mood seemed neither good nor bad, and Ivy even felt that her emotional breakdown a moment ago was just an illusion.

Though it was difficult for Ivy to continue the conversation, she always felt that there was a hidden story behind the quiet Cathy, especially due to her behavior that day which further confirmed Ivy’s suspicions!

For a moment, the atmosphere at the table became a bit strange.

"Aunt Cathy, do you really have a son?"

It was the curious question from Bianca Aretha that broke the suddenly strange atmosphere at the table.

"Yes, Auntie’s son is one year older than you, Bianca!"

Cathy raised her head and looked into Bianca’s eyes, feeling somewhat lost.

Upon hearing this, Bianca blinked, gazing seriously at Cathy, even putting down her chopsticks, "So is Aunt Cathy’s son handsome?"

Seeing his own precious daughter caring about others’ children and not eating her own meal, Michael furrowed his eyebrows and asked her: "Why do you want to know if Auntie’s son is handsome or not?"

Ivy looked at the two and calmly said, "She must be thinking about whether or not to marry him."

Michael: "..."

Michael was speechless for thirty seconds before reacting, and patted his daughter’s head, asking, "Why do you want to marry someone handsome?"

Thinking that at only five years old, she already knew she would marry someone handsome, Mr. Gordon felt that his daughter was too precocious. When he was five, he probably didn’t even know what a beautiful woman was!

"If you don’t marry a handsome man, do you have to marry an ugly one?" Bianca frowned as she looked at Michael, "Besides, Aunt Cathy and I get along so well, so if I marry her son, I won’t have to worry about the mother-in-law relationship. The only concern is about his appearance!"

Michael: "..."

Ivy gave Bianca an annoyed glance, "Why worry about appearance? With your dad having so much money, any man you choose, even if he’s ugly or looks like a pig, can be turned into an incredibly handsome guy through plastic surgery!"

Uh?

Michael’s eyes twitched at the corner, is this how this woman usually teaches their child?

No wonder his daughter was so stubborn at a young age. With her mom teaching her this way, he was truly speechless.

But Ivy’s comment, "your dad has so much money," deeply gratified Michael. This woman not only indirectly acknowledged him in front of their daughter but also considered him as a support for their child.

Feeling needed brightened up Mr. Gordon’s mood tremendously.

"Don’t worry, as long as my precious daughter chooses a man, just let your dad know. If you want to change him, we will change him!"

Ivy: "..."

Is Mr. Gordon planning to burn money at the plastic surgery hospital?

"Well... my son’s appearance is not bad!"

Hearing them discuss her son’s appearance and even thinking about plastic surgery, Cathy finally couldn’t help but speak. However, her son’s appearance was really the best template for others to undergo plastic surgery.

"Really? Really? Do you have a photo?"

Upon hearing that his brother is handsome, Bianca got excited. It’s not that she was craving for beauty, but she watched too many family drama shows. The evil mother-in-law was too terrifying, so when she found out that Cathy, who loved her as much as her mom, had a son.

The little girl got excited and imagined her as a good mother-in-law and automatically paired them up!

"Yeah, but I don’t have any photos. But he’s really handsome, and Bianca, you will definitely like him!"

As Cathy spoke, she sighed. She had escaped from home back then, and in order to prevent her phone from being located, she left it back at home. So, she had no photos with her, and often wondered if her son would even recognize her if he saw her.

Thinking about this, Cathy’s eyes dimmed again. Ivy could almost see a sad story in her eyes. Otherwise, given her appearance, temperament, and experience, there was no way she would have ended up as a nanny.

When Ivy first brought her back from the nanny market, she was astonished. Cathy was almost an all-rounder, from tutoring Bianca to picking up and dropping off children and adjusting their diets. However, she was quite average as a nanny. Apart from being an excellent cook, she was not very good at other tasks.

Even cleaning was difficult for her!

Although she dressed simply, she was still particular about it, especially her mannerisms. She was clearly an elegant and serene young lady!

There were several times when Ivy saw her in the kitchen and felt a sense of wrongness.

So back then, Ivy doubted Cathy, thinking she was not a nanny, but a rich girl who could cook!

Now, it seemed she was not only a woman with a story but also a woman with deep pain!

The dining table fell silent again, with only the sound of chopsticks picking up food.

This time, even Bianca remained quiet. Her little hands held the chopsticks, and her eyes stared intently at Cathy’s plain, beautiful face, as if thinking that with her natural beauty, her son would not be too different!

A shrill ringtone broke the silence at the table, and Bianca found it before Michael: "Dad, your phone’s ringing, hurry up and answer it!"

Seeing the two characters on the phone screen, Michael’s eyebrows lightly furrowed, just about to stand up with his phone, Bianca’s soft, childish voice drifted over, "Dad, is there something you can’t say in front of us? Are you trying to have it all? Chasing after my mom while flirting with other girls!"