Upon hearing the child say this, Cherish Turner's heart suddenly squeezed, feeling very painful and uncomfortable.
She didn't know why she felt this way, but she always felt that children without mothers were pitiful.
William Griffith was beside her, quietly watching her profile, and her expression of pity deepened his gaze.
"Lewis has never had a mother since he was young, it has always been just me raising him."
These plain words did not reveal Mr. Griffith's emotions, and Cherish didn't dare ask too much, lest she seem nosy!
"Do you think the child is pitiful?"
"Huh? What?" Cherish Turner's heart skipped a beat, looking stunned at the man who was also looking at her.
For some reason, his gaze always carried an indescribable feeling.
"Well, children without mothers might make people feel heartbroken! Besides, Lewis is so cute..."
"If it were you, would you like Lewis?"
"Of course, such a cute child, I would definitely..."
Cherish talked along, but halfway through, she shut her mouth. It was someone else's child, what was she even saying?
William glanced at her and then at Lewis, only saying, "Let's eat," before not speaking further.
Cherish thought that the big boss might be reminiscing about Lewis's mother, so he became a bit sentimental.
She was curious about what kind of woman could make this hard-to-please, scheming big boss so melancholic.
William and Lewis finally finished eating, and it was already late. The winter sky darkened early, and when they came out of the restaurant, it was already as dark as ink.
It was so cold! Cherish Turner stood at the entrance of the restaurant and couldn't help but shrink. The next second, a thick coat was draped over her.
"!"
It was actually the big boss's coat. Cherish was simply flattered!
"Mr. Griffith, you wear it. I'm not cold, really not cold!" Cherish said, while shivering from cold, looking ridiculous!
"If you're not cold, why are you shivering?"
"...This, "could the big boss please not expose her? Isn't that embarrassing?
Cherish turned her face away, wanting to return his coat, but William pressed both hands on her shoulders, exerting force.
His aura, strong and domineering, permeated the coat and weighed on her petite body.
It was warm.
At this moment, Thomas Harrison, who had appeared out of nowhere, drove up. Cherish thought it was time for her to go home, and she was really hungry! She quickly needed to find a place to eat!
"Mr. Griffith, since you and Lewis have finished eating, I'll be going. Um... goodbye!"
But before Cherish could take a step, her swaying ponytail was grabbed by the big boss.
Ouch... it hurt so much!
"Did I allow you to leave?"
What should she do if she doesn't leave? They didn't offer her food!
"Mr. Griffith, is there anything else you need?"
"Get in the car."
By now Thomas had gotten out of the car, respectfully opening the car door for Cherish to get in.
"Um, it's already late, so I won't keep Mr. Griffith from resting. My apartment also has a curfew, so..."
"Are you not hungry anymore?"
She was starving; did she intend to have some spicy hot pot on her way home!
"I packed a lot of delicious food for you. Get in the car, and you can eat it all."
Packed? Cherish was suddenly confused. When did he pack it?
Moreover, this kind of food temptation was really not decent, was it?