Mommy I Found You A Hot Daddy (Vivianna)

Chapter 34

Vivianna put down the towel and she went out, but she was still feeling resentful deep down. Why did she come here? If she didn't come here, the events just now wouldn't have taken place.

The dining hall downstairs was magnificent and ornate. The decorations were lavish and luxurious, and one had the impression of being a distinguished guest who was there to enjoy the wonderful meal.

Zephaniah was excited. Daddy's house was huge and absolutely beautiful!

On the golden table cloth, there were eight special dishes. The scrumptious dishes were well- matched, and the aroma was fragrant, which whetted everyone's appetite.

Augustine sat at the head of the table with his son in his arms. In order to take care of her son for dinner, Vivianna had to sit next to Augustine.

"Zeph, what do you want to eat? Daddy will feed you." Augustine held the little guy in one hand and he was about to serve him.

"Let him eat by himself. Don't spoil him," Vivianna said.

Augustine was slightly stunned, and the little guy in his arms immediately climbed down obediently. "Daddy, I'll help myself."

Vivianna changed her seat and allowed her son to sit between them. She placed the food served by a servant in front of him. Augustine wanted to spoil their son, but he didn't get the chance to do this.

There was a spoon beside the little guy and his chubby little hand was holding a fork. Vivianna put some vegetables on his plate. The little guy started to eat.

"Mommy, Daddy's house is so big! Shall we sleep with daddy tonight?" The little guy raised his tiny face and looked at her eagerly.

Vivianna didn't have much appetite. She was drinking soup. Her son's words surprised her and she choked. "Ahem! Ahem!"

She covered her mouth in a hurry and she coughed a few times.

"Mommy, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" The little guy patted her back quickly in an anxious manner.

Vivianna pulled out a piece of tissue paper and she covered her mouth. She couldn't say anything at that moment.

The handsome face of the man at the head of the table became gloomy.

Vivianna finally calmed down. She snorted and said, "Son, hurry up and eat. Let's go home after dinner."

"No! Can we sleep with daddy tonight? Fatty sleeps with his dad and mom too!" The little guy refused to go home, and he wanted to experience the feeling of sleeping with his parents.

Vivianna blushed. She glanced at the man and she noticed that he was eating from his plate in a elegant manner. He seemed calm and unperturbed.

The little guy immediately pleaded with her while pouting, "Mommy, please!"

Vivianna was at a loss, and she didn't know what to do. At this time, a low and magnetic male voice interrupted her. "Just agree to his request."

Vivianna was frightened. She raised her head and glared at the man. "No."

She could agree to any request of her son, but she couldn't force herself to sleep with this man.

Zephaniah was smart and conniving. In fact, the little guy knew that his Daddy and Mommy were not as loving as he imagined them to be. He wanted to get them to become close through his efforts.

"Boohoo..." The little guy stopped eating, and his hands were curled up on his knees. He felt aggrieved. Tears streamed down his cheeks, and he cried miserably. Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Vivianna was shocked. What happened to her son today? Why did he become so disobedient? He even cried when he couldn't get his way. She couldn't even remember when was the last time her son had cried so sadly.

"I want to sleep with Daddy and Mommy! I want you both!" The little guy continued to say this and he burst into tears.

"Zephaniah, we are having dinner, eat properly. Why are you crying?" Vivianna scolded the boy, and she did not want to give in to him.

"If Mommy doesn't agree to sleep with Daddy, I won't eat," The little guy retorted.

Augustine narrowed his eyes. He was shrewd and intelligent. He was aware of the truth. His son's acting was not bad. In order to get his parents to sleep together, he put forth his best efforts.