Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master




The expression on Zivon's face instantly sank. His voice was very husky as he said, "Xavia Lockhart, get up."

Xavia, who was drunk and unconscious, felt very dizzy. She didn't know where she was at. She thought Yulia was the one speaking to her, so she murmured, "Knock it off. I want to rest for a while... This pillow is so uncomfortable..."

As she spoke, she wanted to move away in disdain.

Zivon clenched his teeth. She was lying on him but she still dared to complain about him?

"Xavia Lockhart, I'm going to repeat myself. Get lost."

His low voice was filled with suppressed tolerance. It sounded very dangerous and commanding.

Xavia only thought that he was noisy. She turned around and gently wrapped her soft arms around him to hug his waist. She said, "Oh, baby... You're really misbehaving today... Be good. I'll hug you and we can sleep together."

Baby?

This woman was actually treating him as one of her wild men!

Zivon's breath, which was initially warm, instantly became icy cold. He was extremely dissatisfied.

Just as he was about to get angry, Xavia suddenly kissed him again as if she was coaxing a child to calm him down.

But her lips were very soft.

In an instant, Zivon's proud sense of reason was broken. He tightened his palms as he grabbed hold of her waist and forcefully pulled her up into an embrace. He warned, "I don't care whether you are really drunk or not, but if you keep on going beyond the boundaries, then don't blame me for not being courteous to you."

His aura was cold and condensed. It was more menacing than a wild wolf.

Xavia shuddered. She cracked her eyes open and took in the extraordinarily cold and handsome face that was shrouded in a dangerous aura.

"Huh? Why are you here? Remember who you are and don't try to take advantage of me. I want to sleep..."

After she was done speaking, Xavia then tilted her head and fell asleep on his shoulder.

Zivon was silent.

Damn it! Who was the one who took advantage of the other person?!

He really wanted to throw her out of the car and leave her to rot in the wilderness., but she looked so cute and adorable like a docile and well-behaved kitten, leaning on his shoulder just like that. She was sleeping very soundly and he could not bring himself to be cruel to her.

The air was very warm.

Zivon loosened his tie as he stared at Xavia's delicate and flushed face. His eyes, which were as remote as the deep ocean, were rolling with abnormal emotions and impulses.

He would always have uncontrollable thoughts about her every time he came in contact with her.

This was an emotion that he shouldn't have.

The car stopped at the villa.

Zivon immediately carried Xavia his arms and got out of the car. After that, he went upstairs and placed her on the bed before returning to his own room.

When Maison saw Zivon looking for clothes as soon as he came back before heading into the bathroom, he frowned slightly. "Daddy, what's the matter with you?"

Zivon was standing under the cold water to rinse himself. When he heard the child, he cleared his throat and said indifferently, "Nothing. I got dirt stains on my body, so I'm taking a shower."

"Oh. I want to shower together with you." Ever since Xavia appeared, Maison's frequency of speaking has increased significantly. Moreover, he also became a little clingy.

Zivon was grateful for this change, but...

"We can shower together tomorrow night. I'll accompany you to build a model later." "Okay." Maison did not continue pestering him.

Morning.

When Xavia woke up, she had a splitting headache and her brain felt very heavy at this time.

Did she get beaten up by a ghost?

"Aunt, you were drunk last night and daddy was the one who carried you back," a beautiful and immature child's voice sounded.

Xavia was startled. When she got up, she saw Maison sitting on the edge of her bed. The image from yesterday suddenly flashed in her mind, surprising her

immediately.

She was drunk last night, and she foolishly thought that he was Yulia. She even kissed and hugged 'her' but in the end, it was actually Zivon.

In other words, she hugged and kissed Zivon.

Oh my god!

This was terrible!

Xavia really wanted to slap herself a couple of times and beat herself to death. Why

did she have to drink?

She asked in a weak voice, "Where is your daddy?"

Maison said, "He went to work."

That was good. That was great. Otherwise, she would be too embarrassed to see

him.

Xavia heaved a sigh of relief. "What do you want to eat today? Should aunt take you out to eat?" Her hand injury was not healed yet and it was still not convenient for

her.

Maison didn't say anything. Instead, he dragged her downstairs into the dining

room.

After that, Xavia saw a bowl of

preserved egg and lean meat congee on the dining table. There

was also a small plate of vegetables. This meal was very suitable for her to recover from a hangover, which led her to ask in surprise, "Did your daddy find a chef?" Content belongs

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"No. I made this especially for you. Even my daddy has never eaten anything that

I've cooked before."

What? He made it himself? He was only three years old!

Xavia was in utter disbelief. Maison said in a natural tone, "What's so difficult about

cooking? Only a handicapped person like daddy cannot do it. Don't tell my daddy about this. Otherwise, I'm afraid that this will hurt his pride."

Xavia chuckled. Her son was too cute. He would actually consider Zivon's feelings

like this.

Maison must be afraid that Zivon would feel even more devastated after he found

out the truth.

After eating breakfast, Xavia was in a very good mood. She felt very touched by Maison's actions as well. So, she decided to reward Maison and brought him shopping at the big supermarket in the neighborhood.

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mature and repressed. So, she brought him to the potato chips section and said, "Choose your favorite flavor. It's very delicious." Yulia could always eat two big bags

all by herself every time. Maison shook his head and refused. "Children's snacks look unappetizing at first sight. I don't want to eat it." Content belongs to Novelxo.org

Xavia replied, "You are also a child. Choose one. Just trust me. If you refuse to do

so, I will tell your daddy that you can cook and the meal you prepared is super

delicious."

Maison was speechless.

Was he being threatened?

Feeling weak and pitiful, the poor child could only grab two bags of potato chips helplessly before placing them into the shopping cart.

Xavia smiled before bringing him to the children's play area.

This time, Maison resisted strongly. “Daddy said that there are many people here

and that it is very dirty and also very childish. I'm not going in even if you beat me to

death!"

Was that how that man was restricting and limiting his child? It was no wonder why Maison was autistic at such a young age!

Xavia comforted him in a soft and gentle voice, “Be a good boy. This place is

professionally sanitized every day, so it's very clean. You should hurry up and go inside. Be obedient."

As she spoke, Xavia didn't give Maison a chance to refuse at all. She swiped the

payment over and her rising voice carried a hint of threat: If you are not obedient, then I am going to tell your father that you can cook.

Maison felt like weeping, but he had no tears. He shouldn't have exposed himself.

What a miserable child.

In reality, shortly after Maison entered, he was pulled along by the other small

children and he had a great and fun time playing.

It felt great to overthrow principles for once.

So, Xavia brought Maison around with her all day long as they walked around the

mall. They shopped, ate and played throughout the day.

It wasn't until it was night time that they went home and Xavia then drew a bath for

Maison. "You have already been playing for the whole day, so you must be very tired now. You should soak in the bath and relax first. I'll go and get your pyjamas."

"Mm." Maison nodded.

Xavia walked out, opened the closet and took the pyjamas out.

After picking up Maison's underwear, Xavia stood up and prepared to go back into

the bathroom.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Zivon walking into the bedroom.

He was back.