Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering

Chapter 1239 - 1236: She’s My Girlfriend

After finishing Little Pear Pear, Lucas Knight went to the study, opened the door, and said sternly, "It’s late, Ivy, you should go to bed."Upon hearing this, the little bun in the corner looked up at the man who suddenly came in: "..."

He doesn’t like to talk.

It’s not that he can’t talk.

He’s very smart, could talk at an early age; when he first called "Dad," he was heartwarming. But later on, somehow, he suddenly didn’t like to talk anymore.

In the past year or two, Lucas Knight has hardly heard him call him "Dad."

Graham Knight is practically the real-life version of someone who saves words like gold, far colder than his father by countless times. Unfortunately, he spoils the little bun, what can he do?

Every method has been tried; even mental health experts couldn’t get him to open his mouth.

"What’s up?" Lucas Knight came over and saw the little guy holding a paintbrush, a piece of drawing paper on the desk, he was drawing, almost finished.

Lucas Knight recognized at a glance that the painting was Eva Nightingale, long hair cascading like a waterfall, big eyes, who else could it be but her?

Next to it were drawn many stars and hearts.

Lucas Knight: "You like her?!"

The little bun nodded.

Lucas Knight immediately pulled down his face: "No way. You’re much younger than her, girls generally don’t like men who are much younger than themselves." After a pause, he looked at the little bun and changed his approach, feeling sour inside, "No way, Ivy, girls don’t like boys who are much younger than themselves."

"You’re much younger than her, she is..." Before finishing his words, the little bun, excitedly and fervently, tugged at his pants.

Lucas Knight is very stern in front of his son.

His intimidation is enough to make people back off, but the little bun does not retreat at all; instead, he hugs his leg, seeming to say, "No way, if young master fancies a woman, regardless of her age, he must have her."

Lucas Knight sternly again: "No way." No means no!

Hugging and acting cute won’t work!

Saying this, he grabbed the beautiful woman painting on the table.

This little thing is quite something, inviting international masters to teach him how to paint, not to draw his own wife, this little thing might... his painting skills are first-rate, even without a subject in front of him, he can remember if he sees it.

It is undeniable, properly cultivating Graham Knight, he’ll be a person not to be underestimated in the future.

Lucas Knight: "I suggest you give her this painting."

Little Bun: "..."!!!

He stared with big eyes, holding onto his dad’s leg, not letting go. As a man, he never cried when being kidnapped, and now he almost cried.

Fortunately, a real man knows when to yield and when to stand firm. He endured it, only then did tears not fall!

"Call me Dad, call me Dad and I’ll give the painting back to you." Lucas Knight used a provoking tactic. The little guy couldn’t remember how long it had been since he called him, perhaps they blamed him for not giving them a perfect family like others.

The little bun decisively let go of his leg: "She’s my girlfriend."

Back in Eastern Europe, she herself agreed orally!!

Lucas Knight: "..."

His face instantly fell. This guy really is something, for a woman he won’t even call him, even stands against him!

After a pause, Lucas Knight squatted down, looking at the little guy’s shiny eyes, asserting his authority, "She’s my woman, you can’t like her. It’s not that you can’t like her, just... you can’t like her the way I do, understand?"

Little Bun: ???

Confused...