Chapter 93 You''re The Mother of My Children


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    Luke had been thinking about something else just now and did not focus on ying with his children.


    However, he knew that if he stayed close to his daughter, he would definitely meet Bianca.


    Bianca walked over and shed a look at Luke. Then, she crouched down to wipe the tears from the


    little kid''s face.


    Rainieid on Bianca again.


    Bianca picked the child up and coaxed her. When she turned around and saw aplicated look on


    Luke''s face, she could not help but say, "If you don''t know how to y with kids, you can do other


    things."


    The two kids were about the same age as her kids.


    Bianca hoped that her kids were not being treated that way by a father like him. 1


    Luke stood by the side with a calm expression. He looked at his daughter''s face that looked simr to


    Bianca’s. He said in a daze, "Who are you to tell me how to be a dad? An outsider might even think


    that you''re the mother of my children."


    Bianca nced at the man swiftly.


    At dinner.


    The two old men took their seats. Allison was also there. Luke sat on the right while his two kids sat


    next to Bianca.


    They did not bother trying to be nice to their dad.


    nche used all of his strength to stretch out his hand to pick up a piece of rib. His chopsticks trembled


    before he finally picked it up. He put it in Bianca''s bowl.


    "Aunt Bea, please have it..." The little guy smiled like a son would to his mother.


    Luke, who had been forsaken by all his allies, picked up a piece of rib for himself and put it in his bowl


    but did not eat it.


    "Luke," Old Master Crawford called out angrily at his grandson.


    Although Luke was almost 30 years old, he would always be a grandson in the eyes of his grandfather.


    He knew what his elder''s scolding meant.


    The thing that Bianca was worried about was about toe.


    Luke picked up a piece of rib and ced it in Bianca''s bowl. When he picked up another piece, he


    carefully extracted the bone for her, leaving only the roasted meat.


    "Thank you." In front of Grandpa, Bianca had to pretend that everything was okay.


    Sure enough, when Old Man Rayne saw his granddaughter and grandson-in-w acting as before, he


    smiled and toasted with Old Master Crawford.


    Bianca gave most of her rice to Rainie and Lanie. When the nanny noticed it, she quickly grabbed


    Bianca''s rice bowl and filled it up for her.


    "That''s too much, I can''t finish it." Bianca tried to stop her.


    "It''s okay, you can eat as much as you want. If you can’t finish it, I’ll help you," Luke said at the right


    time, showing his thoughtfulness as a man.


    The nanny handed the rice bowl over and said with a smile, Miss Rayne, this rice is very fragrant.


    Please enjoy more of it."


    Bianca said thank you again and took the bowl.


    In some couples, some of them would not be willing to eat their partner''s leftover rice because they


    minded it. However, there were also some who did not mind and are willing to finish it for them.


    Her rtionship with Luke was far from that.


    Bianca felt that she had already made it clear, but when Luke said that, she wondered if his acting was


    too over the top.


    Was he really going to finish her leftover rice?


    Bianca was not too hungry but ended up finishing her rice because she did not want to embarrass him.


    How could the lofty rich boss finish her leftovers?


    Perhaps throwing it for her was more likely.


    During the dinner, Allison said nothing but a few high-sounding words.


    Bianca was thinking about how she could reduce the contact between Grandpa and Grandpa


    Crawford. If the two old men continued contacting each other this way, then Luke and she would be...


    Way too awkward.


    She thought about the time when she started liking him when she was a teenager. She was hooked on


    him-From the past few days when they were together to the news about them having the same mother,


    which was a storm out of the blue. Bianca needed some time to adapt and force herself out of that


    rtionship so that she could finally see him for who he really was.


    If she could not see him as her half-brother, then she would have to treat him like a stranger.


    It might be difficult to achieve since he had put her on a pedestal in his heart. However, she believed


    that there would always be a way...


    After the meal, Old Master Crawford took Old Man Rayne upstairs and told Bianca, "I''m lonely and so


    is your grandpa. Us two old men will be ying chess and drinking tea, so I''ve decided to keep your


    grandpa here for a little longer.”


    Bianca rejected it. "No, this is too much trouble for you."


    How could Grandpa live there when she was supposed to reduce her contact with Luke?


    "What nonsense about trouble are you talking about? Say, Bea, you’re too far-sighted. Are you saying I


    can''t handle him..." Old Master Crawford made Bianca speechless.


    The man sitting on the sofa also said nothing. His sharp facial features were calm as usual. It was as if


    he did not care about it at all. All he did was hold his teacup up and sip his tea.


    Allison also said, "It’s hard for the old man to meet someone he can y chess with. Just let him stay


    here for a while." 2


    Bianca felt sick when she saw how fake Allison was acting.


    "Luke, get your car and take Bea home," Old Master Crawford ordered.


    Bianca did not want to be alone with Luke, so she picked up her bag and said, "I''ll just use the taxi app


    to get a taxi. He''s probably very busy."


    Luke ignored Bianca and took the car key. He went straight to the garage to get the car.


    The old man squinted his shrewd and old eyes. From the looks of it, his guess that the fight between


    his grandson and granddaughter-inw was not finished yet was right. He knew that he had to keep


    Old Man Rayne at their ce for a few more days.


    In another house, Jean went straight to his room after getting off work.


    Nina called him outside of his door, "It''s time for dinner, scumbag!"


    Anna scolded. "You naughty girl! Is that how you talk to your brother?!"


    Jean had a cigarette in his mouth. He rolled up the sleeves of his light blue shirt to his elbows. He


    squinted at the dialog on theputer screen and typed, ''I don''t have a picture of her, but we work in


    the samepany. I''ll try and take some body pics of her for you guys when she''s not looking.’


    Netizen A said, ''What kind of joke is this, bro? You don’t have a picture of your own girlfriend?''


    Jean replied, ''She''s my ex-girlfriend. We were always too busy going out and I never got to take many


    pics of her. But I can assure you that she''s very pure and beautiful.''


    Netizen B said, ''Get some pics for us tomorrow and share them here. If I''m satisfied with her body, I’ll


    exchange with you. I''ll give you my daughter-in-w to y with once, and you’ll trick your ex-girlfriend


    toe out so that I can y with her once too. Alright?'' i


    Jean was smoking a cigarette and flicked the ashes into the ashtray. He hesitated for a while, then


    replied, ''No problem, it''s a deal.''


    Netizen B said, ''The first time youe out to y, you''ll be shy about everything. But when you try it


    once and feel the buzz, you''ll know how magical that feeling is. I assure you that you’ll get addicted.


    Next time, you may even have to beg us to f*ck your wife and ex-girlfriend. Being cuckolded can be


    addictive!''


    At that moment, Nina pushed his door open and saw her brother close his notebook immediately when


    he saw her.


    Nina asked sensitively, "Why are you being so sneaky? Are you doing something shameful?" "I’m


    working on a design n. What would I do if you saw it and giarized it?" Jean joked calmly, put


    away his notebook, and locked it into hisputer bag.