Alexander suddenly felt the love and warmth of fatherly rebuke. Even though he felt a little aggrieved, his heart was secretly delighted.
Alexander carefully ate breakfast, afraid of waking the woman on the bed. Christopher Moore leaned against the window, quietly watching the big and small.
This scene was so warm, if those two kids were here, it would undoubtedly become even more cozy, adding a touch of bustle.
The person on the bed slowly opened her eyes. She blinked her sleepy eyes, only to see the man as elegant as a noble prince standing by the bedside.
Ruby Mercer pressed a button by the bedside, and the bed slowly rose, gradually revealing a round little head in her view.
"Alexander?"
Ruby Mercer at the moment thought she was dreaming, couldn't believe that after sleeping all night, she saw her son sitting on the sofa eating breakfast obediently in the morning.
"Ruby, you're awake? Did you hurt yourself when you fell?"
