My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 92
Chapter 92
My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 92–Without thinking too much, Tessa replied: “About three or four years ago, maybe? I can’t remember,
But it should be around that point.”
Nicholas raised his eyebrows in bewilderment. Three or four years ago? That doesn’t match the framework of
Time because that lady already had it five years ago. Is he lying or did I mistake someone else for
she? Between the two possibilities, Nicholas was more inclined to believe in the latter because it seemed to him
that it was too much of a coincidence that Tessa was Gregory’s mother.
Soon, Tessa stepped out of her trance and saw Nicholas absorbed in her thoughts, asking, “Is it okay,
President Sawyer?” Nicholas came to his senses and calmly replied, “Oh, nothing. It’s going to be cold because
the night, so make sure you change your clothes because you don’t want to catch a cold.”
Tessa sobbed and felt the cold atmosphere around her, breathing the cold air through her pits.
Nasal. Therefore, he immediately nodded and left with Nicholas.
As they both stood quietly on their way back, Tessa couldn’t help but feel
embarrassed because she couldn’t stop thinking about the moment she and Nicholas shared a
Kiss underwater.
Thinking of that feeling, he felt his skin bristle all over his body. Also, when it was
Rescued from drowning moments ago, she was still too confused to think with
clarity and give an adequate answer to the questions asked. In fact, the butterfly tattoo
on his shoulder was right on the mark Lauren left him many years ago.
Back then, Tessa was desperate when she ran out of fundraising options.
for the surgical treatment of his brother. Therefore, she was forced to return to Silas in search of
helps at the Reinhart Residence, where he met Lauren and Sophia. Because of his hatred for the duo of
siblings, mother and daughter immediately rejected Tessa, throwing her out of the house with a broom,
while Lauren became so angry that she even threw a vase at him in the process.
Although the wound later recovered, Tessa’s shoulder was left with a horrible scar. For
Avoid scaring people with him, he decided to cover the scar with some tattoos. Needless to say, no
pensó que era necesario revelar demasiado de su pasado, del cual no estaba orgullosa, por lo que restó
importancia a su historia sin ninguna intención de corregirla, aunque se equivocó en parte.
No mucho después de eso, los dos subieron las escaleras justo cuando Tessa miró a Nicholas y dijo:
“Descansa bien y buenas noches”. Después de eso, regresó a su habitación y se duchó, después de lo
cual se puso el pijama y se fue a la cama.
A la mañana siguiente, Gregory se despertó y procedió a realizar sus abluciones matutinas. Después de
ponerse algo de ropa limpia, caminó hacia la habitación de invitados y cortésmente llamó a la puerta.
“Señorita Bella, es hora de desayunar”. Cuando no escuchó nada del interior, movió los dedos de los pies
confundido y giró el pomo de la puerta antes de abrir la puerta y entrar en la habitación. “¿Todavía estás
durmiendo, señorita Pretty Lady?” Gregory se acercó a la cama y preguntó amablemente.
Tessa se despertó con el ruido de la habitación y respondió confundida. Entonces, abrió los ojos justo
cuando lo primero que vio fue el adorable rostro del chico. Luego le sonrió
¿Cariño? Estás despierto.” Luchó por sentarse derecha y arrastrarse fuera de la cama, pero tan pronto
como sus pies aterrizaron en el suelo, su cabeza se sintió tan mareada que cayó hacia atrás y colapsó
over the bed once again.
“What’s wrong, Miss Pretty Lady?” Gregory realized something was wrong, asking in a voice.
Worried.
Tessa shook her head as she tried to tell the boy she was fine, but the headache
It hurt so much that he began to furrow his eyebrows in an obvious and tight manner.
Worried, Gregory quickly jumped out of bed and ran out. “Wait for me, Miss Belle! ¡I’m going to
Find Dad right now!” The boy then went to Nicholas’ room and started beating.
the door quickly. “Dad! Dad!”
At that time, Nicholas was already awake while changing his clothes. Later, he opened the door.
even before he could button his shirt just as Gregory took his hand. “Help! ¡The
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