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Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 1767

After eating in the revolving restaurant on the broadcast tower, they chose small gifts for Isla. Terry drove them to the airport.

The flight was late. It was late at night when they landed.

Wilson and Tina went straight back to the No.1 Luxurious Residence and rested early.

When they woke up the next day, the sun was shining brightly.

The black luxurious car stopped in front of the private hospital building.

When Tina reached out to open the car door, Wilson did not move. He had no intention of getting out of the car.

Wilson had some business to deal with. And Bellamy Chin also called him and asked him to go back to the Chin's Mansion. Bellamy's tone was not very good.

The Chin's family was very dissatisfied with Wilson's sudden cancellation of the marriage. Wilson had taken a lot of pressure.

But he didn't intend to tell Tina. He could handle it well.

Wilson covered her small hand on her bag and said with a smile, "Tina, help me tell Isla that I will come to see her later!"

"Okay!" Tina nodded.

She thought of something and reminded him, "By the way, don't slip the fact that we've been in Shanghy City for the past few days together in front of Isla."

Wilson said lazily, "What are you afraid of?"

Tina bit her lip.

"Of course I'm afraid that Isla sees you as a jerk!" She thought.

Wilson had his own considerations about his daughter. He smiled and agreed. "Well, don't worry.

I got it."

Tina nodded and got out of the car.

Watching the luxurious car leave, she turned and entered the hospital building.

When she pushed open the door of the ward, it was a little lively. In addition to Isla, Desmond was also there, and they were playing games.

Seeing her coming in, Isla immediately jumped off the sofa.

The little girl ran toward her. "Mom—"

Although they hadn't seen each other for only three days, they missed each other very much.

The smile on the Isla's little face was really bright, and her big bright eyes faced the sun, pure and clear.

Tina squatted down and held her daughter in her arms.

Isla was acting like in a spoiled manner.

Sitting on the couch, Desmond also stood up and complained angrily, "Tina, you're finally back. Look at what your devilish brat has done to me!"

The two of them were playing Jenga.

Jenga was the so-called layer upon layers. They took turns to extract toy bricks from the building block tower, keep it balanced, and then place the brick at the top of the tower. The lost would be punished.

At this moment, Desmond's face was like a cat's.

With three cat's whisker on each side of his face, together with his curly hair, his cat face was extremely vivid.

Obviously, he lost miserably, and only a very ugly turtle was painted on the back of Isla's left hand.

Seeing that Desmond was complaining to Tina, Isla was clearly annoyed. "Uncle Chin, if you're willing to admit defeat, how can you go back on your word and complain to my mother?"

Tina couldn't help laughing.

It seemed that they were having a good time.

The mother and daughter hugged each other for a long time. Isla took the pastries Tina bought and happily shared them with the children in other wards.

Desmond went to the washroom to clean his face.

The water-colored pen was carefully selected by Tina, which was suitable for children to use. The material was non-toxic and harmless. Even if it was on the skin, it would not be hurt.

However, Desmond still shouted and asked Tina to take some skin care products to wipe his face.

After his handsomeness was restored, Desmond looked into the mirror and asked, "Tina, I heard from Isla that you had gone on a business trip during the vacation. Where did you go?"

"I went to Shanghy City!" Tina said.

"Shanghy City?" Desmond turned his head to look at her. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "It seems like my Cousin Wilson was on a business trip to Shanghy City... Don't tell me you went for him?"

He stared at her with his eyes wide open.

Tina nodded with a smile. "Yes."

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