Chapter 886 The Future Mother-In-Law Is Very Satisfied

As soon as they entered the room, Walt showed a cold expression. "Don't make a mistake. We are just
pretending to be a couple. Don't expect us to make it real."

"Let's be a real couple for a period of time. Having a baby won't hinder your plan, right?" Leila
shrugged.

"How could I have a baby with you?" He looked at her with a sneer.

"Why not?" Leila asked.

"I don't need any other woman's child. It's enough for me to have Dawny," Walt said firmly.

"He will always be under the name of Zac. He won't recognize you as his father." Leila glanced at him
sympathetically.

"As long as Zac and Essie separate, I will tell him the truth," said Walt in a low voice.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, but it's not an easy thing to separate Zac from Essie. Even with the help of
Willi, we may not succeed. Don't hold too much hope." Leila made no secret of it.

"Even if there is only one percent possibility, I still want to have a try. After all, we have a child. I still
have hope," Walt comforted himself.

"Really? The ideal is plump, and the reality is bony. I advise you to be more realistic. You'd better
accept me and live with me rather than waste your energy and time on someone like Essie. No matter
in appearance or figure, I'm no worse than Essie," said Leila, pouting.

"Does Willi suggest you to do so?" Walt sneered.



"I just think that we are quite suitable for each other. We have common goals, common dreams, and
common belief." Leila shrugged.

"I didn't see it at all. You'd better not make such a plan, or don't blame me for being rude to you," Walt
warned.

"You will regret it," said Leila coldly.

In the hall.

Zac was pretending to be a horse for his little son to ride on him.

The baby sat on his back, giggling and quite happy.

"I remember that when we were children, daddy Hanson often did this for us," Mili said in a very low
voice, looking at her father and brother.

"Once, you peed on him by accident," Dot said with a smile.

"You have a good memory, don't you?" Mili pouted.

"I have no choice. I can't forget it." Dot shrugged.

"You have to forget it." Mili pouted unhappily.

"Well, I won't mention it anymore." Dot nodded.

Zac returned to the sofa and sat down, putting the baby on his laps.

"I find that uncle likes Dawny very much. The first thing he does when he comes back every day is to
look for him," said Mili.



"It seems that he has taken Dawny as his own child," Dot rubbed his chin and said.

"I also think that since uncle likes children so much, why don't he have one himself?" Asked Mili, tilting
her head.

"He thinks it's too troublesome to have a baby by himself." Dot smiled.

"It's Mommy's business to have a baby. Daddy does not need to give birth to a baby," Mili said with a
pout.

"Uncle has his own plan. You two just leave him alone." Essie caressed the heads of the two children.

Mili took a sip of the juice and said thoughtfully like an adult, "I think it is not that uncle doesn't want a
baby. He just doesn't want to have a baby with aunt. Maybe the two of them had broken up. Aunt
wanted to have a baby as soon as possible to keep uncle, but uncle wanted to divorce her, so he didn't
want a baby. He can only place his love on little Dawny."

"Sounds reasonable." Dot touched his chin and nodded slightly.

Essie and Zac looked at each other. Their daughter's guess was reasonable.

Walt was a playboy with only three minutes' passion. He was capricious and liked to pursue novelty
and excitement.

Maybe he and Laura got married just because of the temporary passion.

Now that the passion was gone, he regretted and wanted to get rid of it.

After the accident of Charlotte, Mary proposed to hold a wedding for them, but he delayed it to the
national holiday in October, probably because he didn't want to hold it.



As for Laura, she certainly didn't want to divorce. She could only keep his heart by giving birth to a
child.

Thinking of this, Essie sighed and sympathized with Laura.

"Sister-in-law is also very pitiful. The two of them have only been married for less than a year, but
brother has changed his mind."

"They will take care of their own business. We don't need to worry about them," Zac said in an
indifferent tone. He had been accustomed to his brother's chaotic love life. He bet that even if he was
married, there would not be only Laura around him.

At this time, in the villa, Eva had cooked the snakehead fish soup for Jim.

Although his wound was scarred over, he strongly requested the woman to cook the snakehead fish
soup for him, so she had to obey.

As soon as she put the soup on the table, she heard the doorbell ringing.

From the monitor, she saw that it was Jim's mother, Mrs. Kerry. She trembled violently and didn't know
what to do.

"Scum Jim, your mommy is here."

"Open the door," Jim said in a low voice.

"Should I hide from her? I don't want her to misunderstand me." Eva rubbed her hands awkwardly and
was about to hide into the room upstairs, but she was stopped by Jim.

"Why? I saved you and got hurt. Isn't it natural for you to take care of me?"

"Yeah. It's normal to take care of a male bestie." Eva grinned and ran to open the door.



When Mrs. Kerry saw her, she was slightly shocked, and then showed an amiable smile.

"Miss Fang, you are here too."

"Hello, auntie." Eva bowed politely.

"You don't have to be restrained. I'm not an outsider," Mrs. Kerry said with a smile, as if she was happy
that she could stay with her son.

Jim came over and asked, "Mommy, why didn't you call me in advance?"

"Are you two disturbed?" Mrs. Kerry asked with a smile in a teasing tone.

Eva was a little embarrassed and explained hurriedly, "Aunt, you misunderstood. Jim was injured
because of me. I want to take good care of him. Nothing else."

"You have to come here often. Jim does need to be taken care of." Mrs. Kerry held her hand, as if she
was going to give her son to her.

Eva smiled awkwardly and said nothing, not knowing what to say.

"Mommy, I'm going to have some soup. In case it's getting cold," Jim said and entered the dining room.

Eva immediately asked Mrs. Kerry to have some soup together. What she bought today was a wild fish,
big enough for several people to drink.

Mrs. Kerry didn't intend to refuse and sat down, as if she was ready to test her future daughter-in-law's
cooking skills.

Eva filled the bowl for her.

She took a sip and nodded, "Miss Fang, you are really good at cooking."



"Auntie, since we are all familiar with each other, why don't you call me Eva?"

"Okay, Eva." Mrs. Kerry smiled.

"Mommy, cooking soup is not her strong point. She is good at making dessert," Jim praised proudly.

"Next time, I'll make some desserts for you," said Eva in a hurry.

Mrs. Kerry looked at her son and smiled. It seemed that he had known his true feeling. God was willing
to give him a chance. It was a good thing.

"Eva, if you are free on Friday, come over our home with Jim and have dinner together with us," she
said with a smile.

Eva shook violently.

Go to Jim's house for dinner?

Good girl. It seemed that Mrs. Kerry misunderstood her.

She wasn't Jim's girlfriend. She was just a good friend.

"Aunt, I..." When Eva was about to refuse politely, she heard Jim's voice, "Friday is my mommy's
birthday."

Stunned, Eva swallowed what she was going to say.

Mrs. Kerry was the queen of the entertainment circle. She was celebrating her birthday. If she refused,
it would be impolite, disrespectful and ungrateful. Unless she did not want to stay in the entertainment
industry anymore, or she would not dare to refuse.



"Oh, it's your birthday. I'll be there. Thank you for your invitation."

Jim laughed to himself.

Although the trilobite had a low IQ, she had a good Eq.

Mrs. Kerry smiled and turned to her son, "Remember to come with Eva."

"I know." The corners of Jim's mouth lifted into a smirk. He was now the bodyguard of this woman
twenty-four hours a day, so of course he would escort her there.

After Mrs. Kerry left, Eva began to worry about what kind of gift she would give Mrs. Kerry.

As a person of such high social status, money was not something she fancy of.

She wouldn't care about Hermes or Garnier.

Jim seemed to have read her mind. "My mommy likes glass products most. If you make a unique piece
of glass art for her, she will be very happy."

"Great!" Eva clapped her hands happily.

She asked Essie to design a unique Phoenix for her.

Isn't Mrs. Kerry the queen of the entertainment circle? And the Phoenix is the symbol of the queen.

After that, she went to DIY glass shop with Jim, making the glass by herself.

Some things were easy to say, but difficult to do.

It was the first time for Eva to learn to make glass. She couldn't make it into shape, let alone make it
into a Phoenix.



"Don't worry. Take your time. You still have two days," comforted Jim.

"Oh, it's so difficult to make glass. I thought it was easy to make all kinds of glass products in the gift
shop." Eva sighed.

"Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you determine to do it." Jim shrugged.

"That makes sense. I'll drink some juice and eat something to boost my vital capacity. I will come back
and continue it." Eva clenched her fists.

Jim smiled and took her to the dessert shop.

Eva ordered several desserts. She wanted to eat more, so she had the strength to blow hard.

She didn't believe that she couldn't blow out a Phoenix.

Jim looked at her affectionately. He had always appreciated the perseverance of heaven pepper. At
that time, she didn't want to give up and insisted to challenge him. She even went to learn the Wing
Chun fist.


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