Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1859: Chapter 1869: Won’t Get Hurt Again

"Young Master, Little Miss, let me help you get out of the car." Scott Harris opened the car door and crouched down with open arms.

Bobby thought it was embarrassing to be carried at his age, so he decisively refused, "I can get down by myself."

Gigi was much more obedient, she cutely leapt into Scott’s embrace, smiled sweetly, and said in her childish voice, "Thank you, Uncle Harris."

The soft little dumpling filled Scott’s arms, comforting his little heart that had been rejected.

Scott carried her out of the car, his serious face breaking into a smile, and he softly said, "No need to thank me, Little Miss, it’s my duty."

Enna Clark and Baron Lawrence also got out of the car.

Once they were out.

The handsome man walked up to Scott and naturally extended his hand, saying, "Hand her over to me."

"Yes."

Scott reluctantly handed over the little dumpling in his arms.

The little girl transferred from one person’s embrace to another without any fear, even giggling, as if she found it very fun.

Bobby looked at her silly behavior and couldn’t resist muttering softly, "Little dummy!"

Giselle is even dumber than Enna, what will happen in the future?

He thought he might need to earn more money to save a large sum for his brother-in-law. Otherwise, he couldn’t let someone take a dummy home without any benefits, right? Wouldn’t that dummy get bullied to death?

Although he felt, as long as he was around, whoever dared to bully the little dummy, he might crush them.

But if that person was his brother-in-law, crushing them would make the little dummy a widow, wouldn’t it?

Bobby’s beautiful eyes showed a trace of contemplation. In that case, better not crush him, just make sure that man behaves properly.

Bobby thought he was really too kind.

Giselle had no idea her brother was already pondering how to help her discipline her future husband. She climbed up onto the tall man’s shoulders, sitting on them like riding a horsie, wriggling excitedly.

Scott held her from behind, reminding her, "Little Miss, don’t move around too much, be careful not to fall. Make sure to hold on tight to Lord’s hand, don’t let go."

In the blink of Bobby’s distraction, the little girl was already riding on the man’s shoulders, her little hands firmly held by the man to prevent her from falling.

It was her first time seeing the world from such a novel height, her little face was filled with excitement, wishing she could wave her hands. Unfortunately, Baron was holding her hands tightly. She couldn’t wave, so she turned her head to look at her mummy, expressing her excitement, "Mummy, mummy... Gigi is flying to the sky."

"..."

Then she turned to look for her brother, exclaiming excitedly, "Brubby, Brubby, Gigi flies high."

She proudly added, "Higher than Brubby, Brubby is short!"

The word ’short’ she pronounced perfectly, so proud it seemed like she was puffing out air from her nose.

Bobby watched her lost and smug appearance, squinted his eyes, and spat out a word, "Candy."

The little girl, who was just as proud as if she was flying to the sky, immediately shriveled like Sun Wukong pressed by the Buddha’s palm under Fingercrest Mountain.

"Brubby is tall... taller than Gigi..." She pouted, unwillingly, but didn’t dare to defy her scheming brother.

"I was taller than you from the start." Bobby stayed calm, feeling much better.

Enna Clark watched the loving interaction between her son and daughter, the corners of her mouth lifted, and she glanced at the tall and reliable man, feeling much better.