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「The next day.」
Celeste Grant finished her Cultivation.
She was just about to check if her son was awake.
But then she saw a large figure and a small one sleeping on the bed. Her son was sprawled on top of his birth father, whose arm was gently wrapped around the boy's body.
It was a heartwarming scene.
'Should I disturb them?'
.
The sight was enough to make one a little jealous.
Her son really did like his father.
She tiptoed forward and bent down to look at the two of them.
She reached out and pinched her son's little cheek. "You little traitor. You used to say Mommy was your favorite, but as soon as your daddy shows up, you're stuck to him like glue."
Seeing that her son hadn't woken up, her gaze shifted to Javier Sinclair's face.
Suddenly, Celeste Grant's eyes fell on a red item next to the pillow, and her face flushed.
Her undergarment... why was it here? And it was currently pinned down.
'He didn't see it, did he?'
'He probably didn't see it!'
