Out Of Nowhere: Boss, Let Me Go

Chapter 35 You Are My Mother

Her hand was tightly clamped by Ethan, so Cindy had no strength to break free. She had to bend her

knees and kick him randomly.

"Ethan, I hate you. Let me go." Cindy shouted while Ethan was speaking. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Hate?

Cindy's words irritated Ethan again.

He put one hand on the back side of Cindy's head and kissed out of anger.

"Ah..."

This woman dared to bite him again.

The two of them tasted blood which was sweet and fishy.

Ethan felt pain and let go of Cindy. He stared at the woman and was about to say something, but his

face was slapped heavily.

"How dare you hit me? ."

Get up.

Standing in front of the bed, Ethan was confused. Ethan didn't expect that. When did the gentle Cindy

become a tough woman?

Cindy sat up, took a piece of tissue from the bedside table, wiped the blood from the corner of her

mouth slowly, looked at the tissue contemptuously, and threw it on the ground.

"Ethan, I hate you, including everything about you."

She looked disgusted as if she had seen something extremely disgusting.

In the past five years, he had been missing the sweetness they had together all the time. Every time

they kissed, they would never stop. But now, she disliked him so much.

Ethan was furious.

"If it weren't for me, you would still be in the police station. I saved you and you came to repay me in

this way. If I hadn't asked the hospital to cut off the medical fees, your brother would still be on the line

of life and death. And you repay me in this way?"

"I I, I will pay you back the medical fees. As for the police station, I, I will also thank you."

Cindy lowered her head, speechless.

Alas, short handed.

Cindy was taken away from the hospital today in a nurse uniform. Because of the tangle just now, Her

hair was in a mess, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth that hadn't been wiped

clean.

At this moment, Cindy was charming and sexy.

"You can thank me with yourself."

Ethan]'s eyes were still burning with anger.

This woman bit and beat him today, and he must return it.

It's too dangerous.

Cindy got out of bed.

Now Ethan was too dangerous. She had to run away from him as soon as possible.

But she was no match for Ethan.

With one hand pulling over, Cindy was pressed against the wall. This time, Ethan didn't give Cindy any

chance. He removed all the obstacles between them.

Cindy had gone through too much on this day. She was really tired. In the end, Cindy didn't know when

she fell asleep.

When she woke up.

Cindy moved, only to find that her whole body was sore.

It seemed that it was late and the sun was shining in.

She struggled to get out of bed and saw a set of clothes on the bedside.

They were a simple white T-shirt and blue jeans.

The nurse uniform she wore yesterday was folded neatly on the sofa in front of the window. Thinking of

what happened in the room last night, Cindy blushed.

It was quiet in the room.

Ethan should have left.

After getting dressed, Cindy opened the door quietly.

There was no one in the corridor.

The Huo's Mansion's members should have gotten up early. She had to leave now. If she was seen to

come out of Ethan's room, no one knew what kind of woman she would be regarded.

Fortunately, the canvas shoes on her feet didn't make any noise, which made Cindy feel relieved.

But when she opened the door just now, before Cindy could step out, a child's voice sounded, "Mom..."

Mom?

Cindy looked to the direction of the voice.

A boy about five or six years old stood outside the door and poke his head out, staring at Cindy with his

bright black eyes.

"Mom."

Before Cindy said anything, the boy ran over in a flash. He opened her arms, held Cindy's legs tightly,

raised his head and called happily again.

Mom? This boy called her.

Cindy was full of doubts.

She squatted down, held the boy's hand and asked, "little boy, are you calling me mom?"

"Yes. You are my mother."

The little boy nodded vigorously.

There was innocence and innocence in his clear eyes. And his skin was so good, white, tender and

pink. His three-dimensional features looked as if they had been cut by a knife. Although he was young,

he was very handsome. Cindy looked at the little boy up and down and had a good impression on him.

Especially the slightly curly hair, which was similar to Cindy's, made her feel that there was a wonderful

fate with this child.

"Kid, what's your name? Where is your mother?"

"Mom, my name is Will Huo, but great grandma always calls me Pumpkin. It's so annoying."

Pumpkin said first in a confident manner and then with a frown and helpless looking.

The big trouble came out from the soft child's voice, which sounded funny.

"Hee hee."

Cindy couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

However, when she saw that Pumpkin seemed unhappy, Cindy immediately stopped talking.

"I'm sorry, Pumpkin. I was a little..."

"I've told you many times that I'm not Pumpkin. I've grown up. I have a name, Will Huo. The Huo of the

surname Huo, and Will of the Will Huo. "

Cindy couldn't help laughing at his serious explanation.

"Okay, okay, Will Huo, right?"

Cindy touched Pumpkin's head and tried her best to hold back her laughter.

Suddenly, Pumpkin put his chubby mouth on Cindy's face and gave her a kiss.

A warm current, which had never been felt before, instantly spread all over Cindy's body.

"Besides, you are not a auntie, but a mother."

He insisted.

Pumpkin frowned, looking just like... Yes, he looked exactly like Ethan.

Cindy was shocked. She took Pumpkin's hand and asked in a low voice, "Pumpkin Will, is your father

Ethan? "

"Wow, you are really my mother. You recognized my father at the first sight. It's Ethan."

Obviously, Cindy's tentative question made the child very excited.

How could Ethan have such a child?

"Will, how old are you?" Cindy stood up and asked casually.

Pumpkin didn't say anything. He just opened his five fingers with a smile and answered proudly.

"Mom, I'm five years old now."

Five years old?

Cindy trembled and couldn't speak as if her throat was blocked.