Chapter 136: She will be a good mother to Eleanor
Ch-136
"Nope! I need to go to the office. Some other time," Eleanor said in a single breath and pushed him. As if she was having a marathon, she ran picking her purse. Cedric just smiled at her antics. She was still such a kid.
When she said no, he prepared himself not to touch her, but he felt it would be fun teasing her. But she just ran away when his teasing went overboard.
Cedric neatened his clothes and walked down. He saw Eleanor sitting on the couch talking with his father. He walked towards them with a smile on his lips. Like a king, he walked downstairs. Eleanor turned to see him coming down. Her eyes stuck on him. He looked like a Greek god. She regretted not continuing what they did earlier. Well... she got a lifetime to continue those things. Her lips parted at him. He looked too hot in his black suit.
Cedric noticed Eleanor was gawking at him. He raised a brow at her and threw a wink on her side. Eleanor blushed at his action and turned her head away from him. Regan saw this and chuckled, catching her attention. Eleanor couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at her actions. Oh, God! What the hell was happening to her? Aiden just cleared his throat at her.
"I need to go to the office," Eleanor said and was about to run from there.
"I will drop you," Cedric offered.
"I can go by myself. The chauffeur would drop me there," she said, trying to escape from his clutches.
"That is a good idea. It will be better for me to catch up with Old Zora," Regan said with a hidden grin.
"That..." Before Eleanor could say something, Cedric cut off her words.
"That’s great, Dad. I will listen to you. And Eleanor listens to you too. Right, Eleanor?" Cedric said with a smirk, which almost railed Eleanor’s anger. But... she held it on, after all, her parents, in-laws, and everyone were there. She shouldn’t lose her control.
"Her silence is her agreement. Dad... we will take our leave. See you," Cedric said and dragged Eleanor away, giving her no chance to speak or say something.
