Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1003

It was early summer. A black Cayenne was parked in the yard.

Emily and Simon returned from work. As they got out of the car, they saw several paper planes flying down from the second-floor window one after another. It seemed that these delicately-made planes were from the study.

Simon frowned. He knew that it must be their naughty son who did it!

He clenched his fists a little but soon relaxed his grip - he had already gotten used to it. When he started seeing patients this morning, he took out two earthworms from his white coat. This time, after a few steps, he suddenly stopped because the paper planes seemed a little familiar to him, especially the English words on the wings. They were words on the medical book that he had cherished for many years!

"Ethan, come over here!"

As Simon pushed open the study's door, he shouted in a rage, his lips twitching.

The study was in a state of disorder, and he could barely find a place to stand. All the books on the bookshelf that he could reach were pushed down to the ground. Now, Andrew was sitting on the top of the pile of messy books and was tearing off one page from the book in his hand to make a new paper plane.

Emily hurriedly tried to calm Simon down. "Honey, don't be like this. Little boys are all very naughty!"

The little fellow was scared when he saw her father coming back. He immediately threw the book away and stood up.

Simon kept a straight face and remained speechless. Seeing this, the little fellow rolled his peach blossom eyes, which looked the same as his father's, and said, "Papa, if you want to bully me, I'll call grandpa!"

"You go and tell him! It's you who have done something wrong, and you still think that you're reasonable?" Simon threatened him.

However, the little fellow looked up and said in a clear and loud voice, "I'll tell him the bad thing you did! You shut mom in the bathroom yesterday. I knocked on the door, but you ignored me. I heard my mom crying all the time..."

"..."

His words silenced Emily and Simon.

Son, you won!

It took Simon more than an hour to tidy the study up. Then, he sat in front of the desk to rest and caught a glimpse of the fishbowl beside.

It had been more than three years after he took the fish back. He had taken good care of them.

It was said that the fish could only remember things that happened in seven seconds, but they could recognize their owner. As long as Simon stood beside the fishbowl and stretched out his hands, they would get close to him. After Simon got some fish food and sprinkled it into the bowl, these goldfish would begin to eat, their beautiful tails swinging.

Besides the pair of large goldfish, there were several newborn fish babies. Also, the small fishbowl had been changed into a large one.

Simon looked at these golden fish swimming happily inside, but somehow, he felt a little depressed.

The fish could have these little cute things; how did they give birth to a small naughty beast?!

Emily's laughter came from the side. Simon frowned and looked at her. "Honey, what are you looking at?"

Emily was looking at her phone. Hearing his words, she waved at him and gestured, "Calvin's wife has just uploaded an interesting short video of her daughter on her Facebook - their daughter was

reciting a classical poem!"

Simon leaned over and saw a cute little girl in the video.

She wore a big bowknot on her head, and her big eyes sparkled as she was reciting the poem. When she could not remember the next sentence, she would tilt her head to think about it. She was so cute! The whole time, she stood by the wall obediently.

Simon looked a bit gloomy.

Charlie's second child was a daughter. Now he had a son and a daughter. Besides him, his second brother had two daughters! Every time he brought them out for dinner, the girls would sit there obediently. They would give him a sweet smile if he handed them candy.

The daughters were so sweet...

When Emily saw that he frowned, she said with concern, "Dear, are you too tired after the operations today? Let Miranda make the dinner for us. I'll go downstairs and tell her that!

Simon sighed in silence as he watched her leave.