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




Xavia originally planned to take care of Maison as soon as possible so that she

could go back to her room and hide in order to avoid meeting Zivon. At this moment, she had a very embarrassed and unnatural look on her face.

If she recalled correctly, she had been very rude to him last night and had completely overstepped the boundaries.

She lowered her head hastily and apologized in a voice that was as small as a mosquito, "Sorry, I was drunk last night."

Zivon didn't expect Xavia to be in his room. When Zivon saw her awkward and embarrassed posture, he took off his suit jacket, put it aside and said, "You should be sorry. It is the first time that I've ever been molested by a woman."

The tone of his voice sounded very casual and Xavia could not tell whether he was ridiculing or reproaching her. No matter what it was, it made Xavia's face flush red and she felt her ears burning.

Xavia felt very embarrassed and she had nowhere to hide. If she would have known that he would answer her this way, then she might as well choose not to apologize!

She felt even more embarrassed after apologizing!

Her head went even lower and her face was flushed red as she apologized once again, "I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If you're really angry, you can punish me. I really didn't mean it."

Zivon sneered before he raised the corner of his mouth and asked rhetorically, "Punishment? You want me to molest you too?"

Cough! Splutter!

Xavia didn't even dare to think of that scene. She shook her head desperately and said, "No! A corporal punishment or fine would be acceptable."

She came straight to the point without the slightest hint of hesitation, and she was filled with refusal and resistance.

Zivon raised his brows. "I was just joking. Why do you have to be so serious? Do you really think that I am interested?"

His voice that was trailing upward carried a hint of sarcasm and ridicule.

Xavia was speechless.

She was shocked, okay?!

What a detestable man!

Zivon didn't continue the subject. Instead, his 'dignified' sight swept across the room and landed on the clothes in her hands. He asked, "Is Maison taking a bath?"

When Xavia heard him, she then thought of the child and nodded. "Ahh, yes."

Xavia hurriedly ran into the

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bathroom. She spotted Maison falling asleep in the bathtub. His small body was also gradually sliding down, and he was about to be completely immersed in the water. Xavia quickly rushed over to Maison in shock. Content belongs to Novelxo.org

"Maison, wake up. Dry yourself before going back to your bed to sleep."

When Zivon heard her voice, he walked into the bathroom and saw that Xavia was about to carry Maison with her hand that was still in a plaster cast. The expression on his face sank as he walked over and said, "Let me do it."

Xavia hummed in response and took a step back. She watched Zivon carry Maison out of the bathtub, then followed them out quickly after grabbing a towel.

After Zivon carried Maison to the bedside, Xavia carefully wiped the water off Maison's body.

The child was still sleeping very soundly and quietly.

The distance between them was very close, and the woman's movement was very gentle and delicate. Moreover, her body exuded a light fragrance and she smelled very good. It was really captivating and brought comfort.

Zivon didn't expect someone as tough and difficult as Xavia would also have moments where she was so gentle. He could not help but shoot her a soft, gentle look.

Xavia had finished wiping Maison's body dry. She was just about to take his clothes when she happened to touch Zivon's hand.

She raised her eyes and happened to look right into his deep eyes on his unusually handsome face. She could even see his muscle lines under his wet shirt, which led to her experiencing shortness of breath for a moment.

She was so focused on taking care of the child just now and she did not pay any attention at all. She only felt that the distance between them was so close now. She quickly retracted her hand. "You can help Maison put on his clothes."

Zivon didn't say anything and did as he was told. However, his eyes had visibly darkened a little.

Xavia waited for him to put Maison's clothes on. After that, she got up to leave, but she suddenly felt a sudden pain coming from her hair.

"Ahh!" Xavia was completely caught

off guard and she sat back down on the bed. When she lowered her eyes, she could then see Maison holding onto her hair with one of his small hands. He clutched onto Zivon's

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shirt with his other hand as muttered, "Mommy, don'tgo... Daddy and mommy can sleep next to me."

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His voice sounded very small and it seemed as though he was expressing his

deepest hope and wish.

He was a three-year-old and it was the time when he had an instinctive desire for familial warmth and affection. He wanted his parents to sleep together with him even when he had already fallen asleep. So how much was he lacking in family warmth? Content belongs to

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Xavia felt very distressed and blamed herself.

Zivon didn't expect that although Maison always seemed to act as though he did not

care for and need parental love, in fact he really longed for it in the depths of his

heart.