Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 696: Chapter 696: Passed By Each Other

A woman in her twenties hurried anxiously in their direction. Upon seeing the little girl in Baron Lawrence’s arms, she visibly relaxed, her hand reaching out towards the child, “Gigi, you scared me to death.”

Gigi?

The child in his arms seemed to recognize the woman and reached out towards her, mispronouncing words as she called out, “Mow…Mow…”

Presumably due to relief, the woman tapped the child’s nose and corrected her with a smile, “Not ‘Mow’, it’s ‘Mom’. Gigi, you pronounced it wrong again. Come, say after me: Mom.”

“Mow.”

“Mom.”

The child’s big round eyes spun as if she was figuring out how to curl her tongue. Her cheeks flushed from effort as she finally called out correctly with perfect pronunciation under the woman’s expectant gaze, “Mom.”

“Yes, yes, yes, Gigi, remember from now on, it’s Mom, not Mow.” Having finished, she suddenly noticed that the man who still held her child had yet to hand her back. She raised her head and began to say, “Sir, thank you for your help, could you please…”

Her eyes lit up and her voice stuttered, “Please, give…give Gigi back to me.”

Baron Lawrence frowned slightly, utterly disliking her gaze. He reluctantly extended his arm, handing the child back.

With a slight flash of his piercing eyes, he chuckled at himself.

Just a moment ago, he’d thought this little girl had something to do with Enna Clark. Clearly, he was overthinking!

Without giving the little girl another glance, he took Bobby’s hand, nodded towards the child who was gazing longingly at the little girl, and said decisively, “Let’s go.”

“But…” Bobby hesitated. He was quite fond of the little girl and wished to touch her soft cheeks.

However, as a boy, he felt awkward voicing such sentiments in public. Caught in his indecision, he was pulled away by Baron Lawrence.

As they walked away, Bobby couldn’t help complaining, “Why would such a cute girl be born to that woman? I think they don’t look alike at all!”

He also wanted a little sister as small, pliable, and delicate as her!

After glancing at the expressionless man, Bobby decided to keep his mouth shut.

He wanted a sister, but only one born to Enna Clark, not any other woman.

Enna Clark was pregnant when she had left. Now, a year and a half had passed, and she should have already given birth to his little sister. Bobby wondered what his sister looked like.

He imagined the child, and couldn’t help but picture the appearance of the small girl from before. Bobby silently wished that his sister would resemble that adorably cute girl…

…

At this moment.

The very girl he was reminded of was waving her chubby arms around, her big round eyes curiously flicking left and right.

Her mother, the one she called “Mom,” rushed towards the roadside.

An understated Bentley was parked on the side of the road. The woman appeared anxious and flustered as she reached the car, swallowing hard.

The car door opened abruptly.

Inside sat a person around her age. The obedient little girl suddenly became excited upon seeing the person in the car. Stretching out her arms, she eagerly tried to fling herself on the person in the car, all the while cooing in babyish speech, “Mow…Mow…Mow…”

“Gigi, Mummy has told you many times, it’s Mom. And remember, don’t call everyone Mow, okay?”

Her voice was warm and inviting.

“Mow…Mow…”

The little girl, after protesting groggily, fell into her arms. The car door closed suddenly, and the black Bentley glided smoothly away. Meanwhile, Bobby, who was inside the mall buying presents, selected a gift and exited the mall with the tall and handsome man. As the Bentley drove past them—