The CEO's Unplanned Heir novel Chapter 503

She didn't feel like a woman who had birthed two children. Her body remained as supple and toned as a young girl's. She was like a freshly ripened peach, succulent and juicy.

He found himself continuously driven to explore her, unable to pull away.

“Once this is all over, shall we have a daughter?” He wanted a daughter just like her.

Aurelia opened her eyes and glared at him, wondering if he had lost his mind. He even wanted her to have his daughter.

“The Stirling family is known for their preference for sons over daughters. What good comes from being a daughter of the Stirling family? She’ll be sent away for arranged marriage when she grows up, unable to choose her life partner.”

Leopold raised an eyebrow, a hint of arrogance in his eyes. “That's for others. I like daughters, so why would I send my daughter away for the arranged marriage?”

In his mind, no man could be worthy of his little princess!

Aurelia rolled her eyes. “Are you planning on keeping her locked up in the house forever?”

Leopold teasingly touched her nose. “We can choose a suitable man for her.”

Suddenly, Aurelia found herself curious to see him as a doting father.

But until he divorced, she wouldn't let herself get pregnant.

It was sad to be the illegitimate daughter of the Stirling family. The only chance to claim their heritage was to replace a legitimate daughter in arranged marriages.

Even if their mothers were shameful mistresses, the children should not pay for the mistakes of the parents.

Children are innocent.

“Didn't Megan get pregnant? Why don't you have her give you a daughter?”

Leopold flicked her forehead. “You know very well that’s not…” He cut himself off abruptly, not finishing his sentence.

But Aurelia wouldn't let him off the hook, and she pressed. “Not what?”

“What do you think?” he pinched her cheek, countering her question with his own.

Aurelia pouted. How was she supposed to know? He was always so cryptic and mysterious.

“Are you saying she had a test, and it's not a girl, but a boy?” she retorted.

Leopold frowned, wondering if she was playing dumb.

“Your brain is offline today.” He replied.

She pulled up the blanket to cover her body. “You've exhausted me. I'm out of oxygen and blood, so I can't think.”