Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 185

Sage poured a cup of warm water and passed it to her. Moira took a glance at him and asked, "When are you going to bring your son back?"

"I'll pick them up in the afternoon!" Sage had already thought of his plan for the morning. Her fever suddenly came, and she had to observe the entire morning.

"Our son will have his complaints." Moira furrowed her brows. Ever since her son was born, she had never been able to leave him.

Sage raised his eyebrows and smiled, "As long as I say that you and I are dating, I can guarantee that he won't mind."

Moira drank some water and immediately choked, "Cough ... Cough ..."

A hint of displeasure flashed through Sage's eyes, and at the same time, he naturally pulled out a piece of paper to hand to her, and said unhappily, "What do you mean by this? Do you feel wronged that you fell in love with me?"

Moira took a deep breath and wiped off the water stains on the corner of her mouth with a tissue. She rolled her eyes at him, "Do I still need to feel honored?"

Sage suddenly supported himself by her side, and stared at her with a serious look in his eyes, "Moira, why don't we give it a try?"

Moira immediately tilted her head back as her large eyes rolled around, instinctively avoiding his scorching gaze.

"Try... Try what?" Moira played dumb.

Sage did not give her the chance to pretend to be stupid. He pinched her chin with his large palm, forcing her to glare at him.

Moira's beautiful face blushed. This man was really direct.

"Then... Then do I have the right to refuse to say no?" Moira was pinching her chin by him, and her words became a little sloppy.

The man's handsome face immediately darkened, and he immediately clenched his teeth, "Moira, I don't want to talk in circles with you. I want to give Lucas a complete home, so I'll try to cultivate our relationship, you don't have the right to refuse."

Moira's mind was originally in a mess, but now, she was even more blank. She blinked her eyes and instinctively retorted, "Who would be as tyrannical as you ..."

"I'll give you two choices. First, you can directly become my girlfriend. Second, you try to be my girlfriend. Choose one." Sage's profound eyes tightly locked onto her with a domineering gaze.

The most difficult choice in life was the multiple-choice question. Furthermore, it was two multiple-choice questions with the same meaning.

Moira could not help but droop his face and bury his face in her chest like a camel. She said sullenly, "I won't choose, neither will I choose."

Sage unhappily knocked her on the head, "I'll give you one day. If you don't choose, then I'll take it as your default choice to directly be my girlfriend."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the kitchen. Behind him, Moira stared at his back, her eyes filled with resentment.

When did she ever say she was going to be his girlfriend?

Sage watched as the congee entered his thermal state. He reached his hand out and opened it, taking out from the cupboard the olive vegetables she bought before, as well as the stewed vegetables. Using an exquisite little butterfly seed, he scooped them out and put the congee into the water to cool.

Moira stood up from the sofa and walked to the table. Sage poured a bowl of porridge for her and gave her the spoons and chopsticks.