Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love

Chapter 55 A Man Five Years Ago



Chapter 55 A Man Five Years Ago

Hearing this, she was instantly frightened. She shook her head and didn't dare to bargain, "You sleep

here. I'll get you a blanket!"

Seeing Ann running into the bedroom in a hurry, Phillip tugged at the corner of his mouth.

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Late at night

Phillip looked at the dark bedroom. After confirming that Ann had fallen asleep, he sat up from the sofa,

walked to the balcony, and made a phone call.

"Buy a small apartment near the company for me. Get it done by the end of the weekend!"

Aydan moaned, "Phillip, do you take me as a superman? I'm dealing with Karl for you at the police

station!"

Hearing Karl's name, Phillip's expression instantly turned cold.

"How did it go?"

"Not too good. Karl's family is protective of him. If we insist on sending him to prison, I'm afraid they'll

bring trouble to Grandpa and a peaceful end will be impossible."

Phillip recalled the information he had obtained about Karl and narrowed his eyes, with a hint of

coldness.

"Let him stay inside as long as possible. Don't give him a way to make a living!"

Aydan had an intake of breath. If Karl was blacklisted by the Moore family, he would have no way out.

However, Aydan would never object to Phillip's decision. He agreed and suddenly thought of

something.

"By the way, Phillip, I found the information about that little girl called Nikki. Remember to check your

email address."

Hanging up the phone, Phillip opened the email from Aydan, and it was that Nikki went abroad with

Karl and Ann five years ago.

In other words, Nikki was not 3 years old as Ann described. She was the same old as Carson and

Jackson.

As Philip made speculation, he clenched his grip on the railing instantly. Perhaps Nikki was his

daughter!

The next day

Ann seldom had such a sweet sleep all through the night. In her dream was the little boy deep in her

heart for so many years.

Nikki woke up earlier than Ann. She opened her eyes and found that Ann was still asleep. She rolled

over and got out of bed.

Nikki pushed open the door and saw Phillip standing at the door.

Phillip looked at Nikki who was looking up at him and blinked at her.

"Be quiet. Your mommy is still asleep."

Nikki rolled her big dark eyes. She turned around to look at Ann who was asleep on the bed and

nodded tactfully.

When Phillip entered the room, he curled his lips slightly when he saw Ann put one foot out of the quilt.

He now understood Carson and Jackson had inherited their mother's sleeping posture.

When Ann was asleep, she seemed to have a nightmare, so she groaned and frowned.

Phillip stretched out his hand and smoothed it down. He bent down and kissed her on the forehead like

what he had done when they were in the hospital.

"Don't be afraid. I am always here."

Ann seemed to sense his comfort. Her furrowed brows relaxed and her breathing became even.

Phillip curled his lips slightly. He looked up and saw Nikki lying face down on the bed and staring at him

curiously. He was always cold and indifferent but felt a little awkward when being stared at.

He coughed softly, picked up Nikki, hugged her in her arms, and left the bedroom.

...

When she woke up, Nikki was no longer in bed, but Nikki's giggle came from the living room.

As she opened the door, she saw Nikki in pajamas sitting on Phillip's shoulder. She waved her hand in

the air and her big eyes narrowed happily. Ann was stunned at the door.

She was surprised that a man like Phillip could have fun with Nikki.

What was even more surprising was that she somehow felt them, father and daughter.

Ann was shocked by this thought. She quickly shook her head and tried to drive unrealistic thoughts of

such kind out of her mind.

Though Phillip was an illegitimate child, Phillip was still a member of the Moore family with great dignity.

How could he be that man five years ago?


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