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Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love novel Chapter 67

"Was I cool just now?"

Phillip's behaviors made Ann have mixed feelings, but such feelings were suddenly cleared up by a single sentence from the man.

She almost burst into laughter.

"Daddy is so narcissistic!" The two little boys also covered their faces and pretended not to stand it.

Nikki also giggled.

When Phillip took Ann out of the dessert shop, he seemed to be in a good mood. He rubbed Ann's head, "Good job, you finally know how to fight back!"

Ann stopped and pursed her lips, suspecting that Phillip was her little boy.

"Phillip."

Phillip raised his eyebrows as if he had guessed what she wanted to say.

Holding Nikki from Ann's arms, Phillip let Carson and Jackson get on the car with Nikki first.

Then he looked at Ann and said, "What do you want to say?"

Ann pursed her lips slightly as if she were hesitating about how to speak.

"You knew me before, didn't you?"

"Yes."

Hearing that, Ann became even more nervous. She raised her eyes and stared at Phillip, her emotions surging in her eyes.

"Was it in Clear Water Town?"

Phillip could see the nervousness, confusion, hesitation, expectations in Ann's eyes.

Yes, he saw her expectations.

Phillip's expressions seemed to soften in an instant, and his cold eyes slightly raised.

Ann seemed to see the sunlight on his face. It was like a clear stream of water, flowing still after the melting of an iceberg.

Philip noticed Ann's gaze and his thin lips curved slightly.

"Yes, Clear Water Town."

Ann unconsciously pulled the corner of her clothes tightly, and her voice was a little tense.

"Back then, my little boy and a pretty aunt often came to see me. Isn't that you?"

This time, Phillip was silent for a long time, so long that Ann began to wonder if she was too nervous and didn't hear his answer.

Ann raised her head to look at him, but Phillip's smile disappeared. His expression was somewhat elusive.

"What do you think?"

Phillip bent down and leaned closer to her, his deep eyes gazing at Ann.

"Do you want me to be your little boy?"

Seeing Phillip's bright obsidian-like eyes, she was somewhat absent-minded.

In Ann's memories, her little boy also seemed to have such eyes.

However, her little boy's eyes were bright and warm, but Phillip's were cold.

Moreover, Phillip's appearance was completely different from her little boy's...

Seeing the hesitation and confusion in Ann's eyes, Phillip's eyes dimmed slightly. He stood up and walked towards the Rolls-Royce Phantom by the roadside.

Ann turned around to look at Phillip. She felt as if his back were dyed with a wisp of loss and loneliness.

"Mommy."

Nikki was lying on the window and waved her hand at Ann. Ann's thoughts were disrupted. When she saw Nikki waving at her happily, she pursed her lips.

Her little boy had all her hazy and romantic feelings as a young girl. If Phillip were her little boy, she wouldn't know how to get along with him.

However, if he were, what had happened in the past few years? What would make him change so much?

Ann was lost for words.

In a beauty salon in the River City.

Jennifer had a mask on her face and scrolled her phone at the same time. She asked Jenny, who was also doing a beauty salon beside her, in a low voice.

"I asked you to make Ann suffer. But there is no progress. You are unwilling to do that, aren't you?!"

Jenny hurriedly denied, "Jennifer, be patient. After all, it is disgraceful. If you want to do it, you'd better not leave a clue. I'm waiting for an opportunity."

'What a joke. She was eager to see bad luck befall Ann. How could she be unwilling to do that?!'

But Jennifer couldn't wait, "What opportunity! Stop fooling me here and tell those hooligans that the faster they complete it, the more money they will get. I don't care about money!"

Hearing this, Jenney was elated. How nice it would be to fix Ann without wasting her own time! She was waiting to see.

"Alright, I'll call them now!"

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