Hunt A CEO Husband For My Mommy

Chapter 40 His Wealth



Chapter 40 His Wealth

Chapter 40 His Wealth

Freya didn't listen to him! Anyway, after putting her son to bed, now, she could sleep wherever she wanted.

With these words, she put on her shoes and strode out of the master bedroom.

She picked one of the guest rooms next to the master bedroom, opened the door, and went inside. After locking the door from the inside, she lay down on the bed and was ready to sleep. She was in Austin's house, so she must take self-protection measures.

However, this night, Austin slept with the little kid in the master bedroom, while Freya slept in the guest room.

She didn't expect that Austin couldn't fall asleep until the middle of the night because there was a kid and a sexy woman in his house.

On the contrary, Freya was sound asleep and didn't wake up until tomorrow morning.

Early in the morning...

Freya was attracted by her son's laughter outside the window. She pushed open the window and saw the little boy and Austin playing football on the grass. Daniel looked good at juggling the football. Dressed in black causal wear, Austin was teaching Daniel and picked him up in his arms from time to time. He also taught Daniel how to do sit-ups. He helped press Daniel's calves, and Daniel was doing this exercise with all his strength.

After doing seven or eight sit-ups, the little boy was already exhausted. Austin lifted him up and lay back on the grass, with Daniel in his arms. He let out hearty laughter, and Daniel also giggled.

The scene of father and son looked so loving.

Resting on the window sill, Freya sighed. This kind of happiness was what her son lacked since he was born. In the past, she used to take her son to the field near her house. Every time he saw the scenes of fathers playing football with their sons, Daniel would watch them enviously and refuse to go back. Back then, she always felt like crying when she saw her son like that. Now, she thought that her son no longer needed to envy other children because he had a wonderful father.

Freya still had to go to work today. She glanced at the clock and noticed that it was almost half past eight. She was about to be late.

She opened the wardrobe and saw a lot of women's clothes inside, which were all new, and there was also a row of nightgowns. Damn it, yesterday Austin only picked out sexy ones for her, but obviously there were many kinds of pajamas.

She had a sense of being fooled by him.

She selected an elegant suit and put them on. She was wearing a white shirt and an A-line skirt, which outlined her curvy figure.

When Freya went downstairs, she happened to see that Austin took Daniel in while holding his hand. Freya took the bag and said to Daniel, "Daniel, you can stay here and play today. Mommy is going to work. Can you be a good boy for me?"

"Sure! Mommy, don't worry! I will be a good boy."

After saying that, Freya thought that there was no taxi on the road to the block, so she said to Austin, "Hey, can I drive one of your cars?"

"The cars are in the underground garage. You can pick one yourself." Austin replied.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

The housekeeper Jeremy came over and said, "Miss Brooks, I'll take you there."

After he finished speaking, Jeremy walked to the elevator and pressed the down arrow button. Freya followed him into the elevator.

Daniel was still waving happily at her. Freya couldn't help smiling and blew him a kiss. Then, the elevator door closed.

Going down directly to the underground garage by elevator, Freya thought that she could just drive any car, but she saw that there were more than fifty cars neatly lined up in the underground garage, and all of them were top-end sports saloons or cars worth millions of dollars.

Freya was astonished.

"Miss Brooks, pick whichever one you like! The keys are in the cars."

Freya took a deep breath, and she had difficulty choosing while walking past these cars.

"Well, which car is cheaper?" Freya asked on impulse.


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