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My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1659

"No matter how capable she is, she is still my younger sister who I've raised." Vivian understood Levi's logic. However, she had single-handedly raised Monique. How could she just let her go as she wished?

"Vivian, Monique definitely knows your love for her, but you should let her become independent. More importantly, you should make plans for your future. You should know that if you live a happy life, only then will Monique be glad." Levi's words were especially sincere. He wanted to tell Vivian not to treat Monique as a child and to see her strengths instead. Moreover, he wanted Vivian to not always worry about Monique and to live her days freely instead.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Please take good care of her for me. If even a strand of her hair is hurt, I won't go easy on you." After that, Vivian hung up.

"Your family members' personalities are very strong." Levi put down the phone and turned around to look into Monique's contemplative eyes. "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

"Levi, am I really as excellent in your eyes as you said?"

"When did I say you're excellent?" The fact that Monique was exemplary was something Levi knew from the bottom of his heart and was being sincere about when he told Vivian that. He didn't even think that he was praising Monique. However, Monique took them to heart.

It turned out that she was this wonderful in his eyes. Monique looked at Levi, smiling.

The man in front of her still wore the same arrogant face she saw when she first met him. However, she felt that there were a lot more other sides to him. Especially when he looked at her, he was really gentle.

Thinking of that, Monique suddenly changed her mind. "Levi, both of your parents are in Madison City, aren't they?"

Levi replied, "That's right. My aunt, Silvia, had a baby and everyone moved to Madison City."

Monique took the opportunity to snuggle into Levi's arms and asked, "What do your parents like?"

Levi replied instantly, "They love public displays of affection. Those two really have made me feel so uncomfortable for these twenty years or so. As long as they're still alive, not a day goes by comfortably for me." "Who would say that about their parents?" Monique was amused by Levi's words as she clutched her stomach, laughing.

"It's true!" There were some things that Levi hasn't even mentioned. For example, Julien, who was not much older than him, already has a child, but Levi was still a bachelor at his age. Furthermore, every couple in his family was extremely affectionate. Every time they showed affection, it was a whole new level. Only Levi, the bachelor, was still being tormented.

"I asked you what your parents like, as in what kind of gifts they would like to receive?" Monique asked again. She waited for Levi's answers but he didn't reply.

In the past, Levi thought he knew his parents well. Now that someone had suddenly asked him, he really couldn't think of what they liked on the spot.

Just as Levi couldn't give her an answer, he received a message from Mia.

The text message read, "You brat, tell her that your mother doesn't lack anything except a daughter-in-law."

Levi grew speechless.

He stayed stunned for a few seconds before realizing that he might be spied on.

He immediately looked around him but he couldn't find any suspicious people.

Just as he was looking around, he received another message from Mia, "Stop looking around. I got Neil to send someone to follow you. You won't be able to discover them."

Levi replied to her message, "Mrs. Brown, haven't you crossed the line?"

Mia replied, "It's not my first time following and monitoring you. There's nothing over the line about this."

Levi was left speechless once again.

Mia continued to say, "Levi, let me tell you something. If you're serious about this girl and want to spend the rest of your life with her, then bring her to meet your father and me. If not, don't break her heart; let her go."

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