Chapter 205 Things Get Out Of Control Again

Ticktock

Time slipped away in the quiet room. Poppi had already fallen asleep in Malcolm's arms with her hands on her belly. Actually, what Malcolm said before she fell asleep made her look forward to it. Would they have one child?

Malcolm leaned on the bed, one hand holding Poppi and the other touching her hair. He seemed to be thinking something.

Buzz!

The cell phone on the table suddenly buzzed. Fearing that it would disturb Poppi, Malcolm reached out to take it. It was a call from his company. He had no choice but to frown. He carefully retreated from the side of Poppi and carefully got out of bed. He walked to the bathroom and answered the phone in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"Mr. Mo, the company's stock fluctuated abnormally..."

Poppi slept lightly so she could feel his erection as soon as Malcolm moved a little. Hearing him get into the bathroom, Poppi didn't move an inch, but she was immersed in various fancies. Who was it? Is that Celine? Or someone else? Why didn't he answer the phone in front of her? Was there anything that she couldn't hear? Or, Malcolm only went to washroom in order to make a phone call indirectly in case of disturbing her?

After a while, Malcolm came out of the bathroom. Hearing the sound, Poppi slowed down her breath and pretended to sleep soundly.

Malcolm walked to the bedside, looked at Poppi and stood for a long time. When he was about to leave, he was somewhat reluctant to leave. He turned back to the bedside, bowed his head, kissed on her forehead, and rubbed against her face with his finger. He whispered to himself, "I have to go back to the company. There's something urgent. I'll be back soon. I'll be back before you wake up."

But Poppi didn't answer.

Then Malcolm withdrew his hand and left the room reluctantly.

Poppi sighed and was about to go back to sleep. But without Malcolm's hug, she couldn't sleep well. She heard the sound of car engine from downstairs and the sound was getting farther and farther Listening to him quietly, Poppi tossed and turned for a few minutes and still felt uneasy. So she opened her eyes. Finally, she sat up and was not ready to continue to pretend sleeping. Instead, she took out her mobile phone to check it. However, she did not expect that the news about her on the Internet was so annoying.

Poppi got nervous and read the overwhelming news about the funeral which seemed that she fell deeper and deeper in the swamp.

The voting choices on the main website was also presented.

"Which one do you choose? Do you want to cry or keep silent at father's funeral? "

Poppi typed on the screen twice with her trembling hand. There were two options options, sobbing and silence. Obviously, 'crying' had the advantage.

"There is no need to pretend to be profound at father's funeral? If you are really sad, you will definitely cry out uncontrollably, and you don't have to choose a question, it is obviousl

iki ran to them quickly. Kiki waggled its tail and followed them obediently. Then Kiki shouted out of the window for several times. Nobody knew why Kiki did that.

"What is the dog going to do?" The old lady snorted.

"It's snowing outside. Kiki wants to go out to see the snow, right?" Poppi bowed down and touched Kiki's head. She softened her tone and said, "but I can't today. Let's go out with Kiki another day, okay?"

"Woof "Howl!" Being extremely anxious, Kiki was so anxious that Kiki had to bite Poppi's slippers and tried to drag her out.

However, the old lady pouted even more violently while Poppi could not help laughing and asked, "Little Turtle, why do you talk to me like that when you coax a dog?"

Poppi laughed even more. She talked with her grandma as she asked Cora to go upstairs.

On this unsettled and dispirited day, fortunately, grandma was with her.

Ding Dong

When the bell rang, Poppi got up and left. She opened the door and smiled, "come in, Cora."

"Mrs. Mo," Cora made a bow.

"Please take care of grandma. I will be back before dinner." Poppi said lightly.

"Yes." Hearing that, Cora bent deeper.

Poppi nodded and said goodbye to her grandma before she left alone.

Kiki called Poppi twice at the door, but Poppi didn't come back. So Kiki turned around lonely and sobbed, scratching on the carpet with its little paws.

"Come here, Kiki." She sat on the sofa waved at Kiki and called out to Cora.

"Yes, madam." Cora stood at the sofa in respect.

Kiki slowly walked to grandma and was held up by her.

The old lady answered in a casual manner while covering Kiki with hair and asked Cora. "Little turtle has a younger sister. Why haven't I heard of it before? Why is she sick? She said she is going to hospital? "

"Yes." Cora nodded.

"What happened?"

Grandma asked again. Cora's eyes squinted and her palms began to sweat. Should she tell grandma? To tell grandma as Celine told he