Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me

"Yes!" Don stood beside him with hands akimbo.

Victor was not afraid of the two little children, but he was afraid of their family background, so he could only follow their orders and convey their wishes.

"Mr. Tim, they said they wanted to take Michelle back by themselves."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and Tim reluctantly replied, "I know. I\'ll send her down."

Unwilling to wake up Michelle, Tim found a blanket to cover her body instead of the quilt and went downstairs with her in his arms.

When he walked out of the elevator, he saw a Maybach parked diagonally across the road. He glanced at the license plate number and knew that it was Mr. Shi\'s car.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the woman in Tim\'s arms shrank, so he had to hold her tighter and speed up his pace.

As long as he sent her into the car, she wouldn\'t feel cold.

Tim didn\'t want to leave her. He only held her once in the morning and now.

He only hugged her two times.

He didn\'t even dare to think about it before.

Even through the thick blanket, he could still feel how soft the woman in his arms was. This petite woman was so lovely... That h

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se it was not her room. It was familiar because it looked like the room Nini had specially decorated for her in the North Yard.

Michelle stretched herself, sat up and looked around again. She was almost sure that this was a room of the North Yard.

"North Yard?" ...

She suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Michelle lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She ran to open the door barefoot.

As soon as she opened the door, she didn\'t see anyone.

Michelle shivered.

"Aunt, I\'m here." A chubby hand was waving in the air and Michelle looked down.

It was Van.

Michelle pointed at herself and asked, "A...Aunt?"

"Yes! Uncle asked us to call you like that from now on." Van shook the phone in his hand.

Michelle didn\'t pay attention to his phone, but her face suddenly flushed.

"Aunt?" Van shook his phone again. He felt that his aunt was so stupid. No wonder she would be deceived.

"Uncle is looking for you." Van stood on tiptoe and put the phone in Michelle\'s hand. "Remember to come to have meals after you talk with uncle."

Then he left.

Michelle lowered her head and looked at the phone. On the screen was a cold handsome face, and in the small box in the upper right corner of the phone was her surprised face.