My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 253: Coax Precious 

The next day, Wendy got up early because she was going to the set.

"Mommy, kiss!"

A smile formed on Wendy's lips as she bent over and kissed Precious on the forehead.

"It feels so good!"

Precious’ face lit up like the sun.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Wendy took out Precious’ clothes from the wardrobe and helped her put them on.

Precious sat on the edge of the bed, enjoying the presence of her mother.

‘Wow! It feels so good to have a caring mother, ‘ she pondered happily.

Ever since she was two years old, Ryan already expected her to be able to dress by herself.

Having Wendy help her dress felt so good.

Ryan and Luke had washed themselves up and walked out of their room.Ryan looked stunning as usual.

On the contrary, Luke was yawning with dark circles around his eyes.His hair looked so disheveled that nobody would think he was already dressed up.

"Good morning, Precious, Wendy!" Ryan greeted with a big smile on his face.

"Good morning," Wendy said indifferently, but didn't look at Ryan.

Luke yawned and walked out like a ghost.

"I'll go downstairs to buy breakfast."

‘Alas! Look at me! How great! Last night, Ryan scolded me, but I didn't hold a grudge.I even created a situation where he can be alone with Wendy.I really am the sweetest brother in the world!" he thought.

Ryan wore a black sweater and jeans instead of wearing a suit as he usually did.This change made him look significantly younger.When he saw Wendy helping Precious with her clothes, his brows furrowed.

"Precious, you're already four years old!"

He was implying that she should no longer need her mother's help when getting dressed.

Precious retreated to Wendy's arms and pretended to be scared.

"Mommy..."

"Honey, don't be afraid!" Wendy stroked her hair slowly and gently and turned to look at Ryan with a scowl.

"She's still a child! Why are you mad at her?" Ryan was so baffled by their reaction.

He was just making an objective statement! When did he get mad with her? Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Wendy, you can't spoil a child like this—"

"She's my daughter! I'll spoil her as much as I want to!" she interrupted.

Ryan didn't know what else to respond and could only muster a heavy sigh.

In the past few years, Wendy had thought that her daughter had passed away.

But when she was told that her daughter was still alive, it was only natural for her to love her daughter as much as she could to make up for all the lost time.

Was now the right time to talk to her about raising a child? Of course not! Once Precious was fully dressed, Wendy squatted down to help her put on her shoes.

Precious looked up and saw the glare in her father's eyes.

But instead of cowering in fear, she raised her chin proudly.

‘Humph! Mommy is here! I'm not scared at all!’ Ryan let out a small chuckle as he saw his daughter's small display of defiance.

Once she was done with Precious’ shoes, Wendy held her by her waist and hoisted her down the bed.

"Go to the bathroom and wash your face and brush your teeth.I've already squeezed the toothpaste out of the tube for you."

"Thank you, Mommy!"

Mother and daughter kissed each other.

Ryan watched on and felt it inappropriate for him to speak.

What else could he say? Once Precious was done washing up and brushing her teeth, Luke came back with stuffed buns and egg soup for breakfast.

"Let's eat."

Wendy went to the kitchen to fetch bowls and chopsticks.She let the buns cool first before she picked one up and placed it in Precious' bowl.

"Be careful when you eat.

The bun is very hot.Don't scald your mouth, okay?"

"Mommy..."

Precious’ cheeks started to turn pink.

"What is it, my dear?"

"I feel so happy now."

Luke narrowed his eyes and closely observed the little girl.

"Why did it sound so strange coming from her? Is she implying that she was unhappy before?’

"Mommy, are you going to work today?""Yes!"

Wendy poured a glass of milk from the fridge, warmed it using a microwave, and handed it to Precious.

"I'm going to the set later."

The light on Precious’ face suddenly dimmed.

She poked the bun in her bowl with her chopsticks and stopped eating her food.

"You don't want me to work?"

Precious nodded slightly but then immediately shook her head.

Wendy was baffled by her daughter's behavior.

"So do you want me to go or not?"

"I hope you can spend more time with me, but I don't want you to think I'm a very clingy child.Mommy, you can go to work if you want."

Upon hearing her daughter's cute plea, Wendy was so touched that she pulled her daughter close to her and caressed her hair for a very long time without saying a single word.

But Ryan had a different reaction.He frowned, looked at Precious, and said, "Just eat!"

Precious forced a sly smile.

‘Humph! Daddy must be jealous of me.I am sure about that!’

After breakfast, Wendy cleaned up the table while Ryan took Precious to the bedroom.

Luke understood what his brother was trying to do so he stood outside the door and guarded it.

In the room, Ryan and Precious were looking at each other.

Neither of them spoke a single word.

After a while, Ryan broke the silence.

"Someone wants to take your mommy away!"

"Who?" Precious lurched forward with anger.

"A lot of people!"

"What? A lot of people?’ Precious made an angry face and started screaming, "No! No way! She is my mommy.No one can take her away!"

With gleaming eyes, Ryan casually put his hands in his pockets and said, "Your mommy's an adult.She'll get married in the future! Many people are pursuing her.If she falls in love with someone else, maybe she'll marry him and have another child! If that happens, she'll be someone else's mommy."

Precious covered her ears and continuously shook her head.

"No, no way!"

Ryan calmly observed his daughter's reaction and kept quiet.It took some time, but Precious finally calmed down.

With swollen eyes wet with tears, she slowly raised her head.

"Daddy..."

"You don't want your mommy to be someone else's mommy, right?"

"No, I don't want!"

"Then you have to do as I say!"

"What?"

Precious tilted her head to the side, visibly confused.

Ryan squatted down and laid his hands on Precious’ shoulders.

"The only way that won't happen is if your mommy and I get married." Immediately, she understood what had to happen.

‘Yes, yes! If Mommy married Daddy, everything would be fine"

"But..." She calmed down and listened carefully.

"You need to be a good girl and stop making trouble."

She drummed her fingers against her sides and looked up at the ceiling.

"When did I make trouble?"

Ryan retained his stone-faced expression.The look on his face made her stop talking.Instead, she just rolled her eyes at him.

"Well...I do admit that I did make trouble on purpose.That's only because I just found my mommy! I don't want anyone else to be close to her"

"You know you are wrong?" She nodded.

She was deeply aware of her mistake.

"Do you know what to do next?"

"I do!"

Precious clenched her fists and a quiet determination lurked behind her eyes.She would do her very best to make sure Wendy wouldn't become someone else's mom.

Twenty minutes later, Ryan offered to drive Wendy to the set.

When she was about to refuse, Precious pulled Wendy's hand.

"Mommy..."

"Yes?"

Wendy squatted down and looked at her daughter straight in her eyes.

"What's up?" Precious looked up.

Her chubby little face was full of worry.

"Mommy, you're so beautiful.You were on so many TV shows.I'm afraid that bad guys will take you away!"

Wendy let out a small smile.

"Don't worry.I'll be careful."

"I'm very worried about you."

Precious placed her hand on her chin and then suddenly jumped up!

"Oh! I have an idea.How about you let Daddy drive you there? I'll be more assured of your safety if he is around you."

"No..."

But before Wendy could fully refuse, Precious hugged her tight and looked at her with her red eyes.

"Mommy, I finally found you.I'm so afraid that you'll suddenly disappear.Mommy, let Daddy drive you there, okay? Otherwise, I will cry!"

Wendy's heart softened.

She held her daughter and, without hesitation, said, "Okay."