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When There Is Nothing Left But Love novel Chapter 1422

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When There Is Nothing Left But Love is the best current series by the author Internet. The Chapter 1422 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 1422 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.

At the sight of me hesitating, Gregory lowered his voice. “Mommy, I’ll just try a bite. I won’t eat more than that, okay?”

I understood now. Gregory was the same as his father; information had to be repeated to them multiple times!

“I don’t mind treating you, but you mustn’t call me Mommy anymore. Deal?”

“No problem.” Gregory flashed a wide smile and pulled me by the arm into the shop. “Let’s go, Ms. Stovall!”

Gregory ordered a set meal for children on top of one of each of the best-selling items on the menu. A table for two was soon filled up.

The child was true to his word; he literally tried a bite of everything. The only thing he was particularly fond of was the sundae.

“I thought only girls like sweet things, Gregory?” I teased him.

As soon as I said that, he put down his spoon and wiped his lips in a dignified manner, refusing to touch another spoonful.

“Hey, I’m just messing with you. Carry on,” I said as I pushed the chocolate sundae back in front of him.

“That will be enough,” Gregory said with a solemn shake of his head.

“Really?” I probed him. Children are greedy.

Gregory nodded again determinedly. “Statistics show that an excessive consumption of deep-fried and sweet food is harmful to the body,” he said in a serious manner.

I couldn’t decide whether the child before me was a six-year-old or a genius who was familiar with the workings of the world. After a stunned silence, I said, “If that’s the case, shouldn’t you abstain from them completely?”

“They wouldn’t do you any harm in small portions. The more Daddy forbids me, the more I want to try. I’m a child; it’s normal for me to not be able to restrain my urges!”

His arrogant expression was bizarre. If it was normal for a child to not being able to reason, doesn’t it make accommodating him a grievous sin?

At the thought of this, I felt a pang of guilt, like a bright spotlight following me around. I looked up instinctively and jumped as I caught sight of a pair of cold eyes outside of the glass.

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