Chapter 4: My Mommy Can’t Enter the Men’s Toilet
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When Louis saw Rebecca from a distance, he felt a shiver down his spine.
Her figure and gait were exactly like that of Rebecca's!
He walked over without thinking, and leaned into her deliberately.
Dominic was shocked. He had never seen Louis take the initiative to touch any woman. Especially after his wife's accident five years ago, he became stone cold, making people avoid him inadvertently. It was the first time that he had done something like this.
Dominic couldn't help but do a double take when he saw Rebecca. He was instantly stunned by her beauty.
Her face was so perfect that it was as if it had been carved by an artist.
Louis was also blown away.
However, Louis quickly came to his senses. He frowned slightly and took a step back subconsciously. He said coldly, "Watch where you're going."
Rebecca sneered in her heart.
Her current face was completely different from her previous self.
She still remembered how painful it was when the fire burned her skin. In order to keep the baby in her belly safe, she had endured nine months of pain, and had a plastic surgery after giving birth.
At night, she would often wake up from a nightmare and end up crying. Now, the culprit was right in front of her. She couldn't help but clench her fists. She wanted to tear his face and dig his heart out to see what it's like. She also wanted to ask him if he even had a heart.
Rebecca was holding the lollipop that Trenton hadn't finished yet. The lollipop stained Louis' suit when he bumped into her.
She smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I really didn't see you there. Your suit is dirty, why don't I buy one for you? Could I have your phone number? I'll buy a suit and have someone send it to you."
Rebecca's voice was a little hoarse and low.
A trace of disappointment flashed across Louis' eyes.
"It wasn't her! Not only her face, even her voice doesn't sound like her," he thought.
...
He still remembered that Rebecca's voice was as clear as a bell. Although the woman in front of him was beautiful, her voice was low and hoarse. Others might find this kind of voice attractive but he didn't feel anything.
Louis' cold expression returned again.
"It's fine, it's just a suit."
After that, he took off his suit jacket and threw it into a nearby trash can in front of Rebecca, as if he had thrown away a very disgusting piece of trash.
The corners of Rebecca's lips curled into a smile.
In Louis' eyes, she was probably just a woman who took a fancy to him and wanted to ask for his number.
Rebecca looked at him from behind with a smirk. She wondered how he would feel if he knew that she was the designer that he was supposed to meet.
Louis felt angry somehow. As for what he was angry about, he didn't even know.
That woman wasn't Rebecca, but why did she feel so familiar to him?
"No! It's not her!" Louis thought.
...
If Rebecca knew that he had taken the initiative to approach her, she would definitely be overjoyed. He knew how Rebecca felt about him, but that woman's eyes from just now had no hint of any emotions.
Her eyes looked exactly like Rebecca's!
Louis suddenly stopped in his tracks. Dominic didn't notice and bumped into Louis' back.
"Mr. Stone, I'm sorry."
Dominic touched his sore nose and quickly took two steps back, only to find that Louis' eyes had been following Rebecca.
After that brief encounter with Louis, Rebecca went straight to the bathroom. The way she walked made Louis narrow his eyes again.
"Mr. Stone, are you interested in that woman?"
Louis glared at Dominic, who quickly shut his mouth.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
Louis didn't know what was wrong with him. He was so annoyed that he turned around and walked quickly to the bathroom.
Dominic rarely saw Louis like this, so he didn't dare to follow him. He just waited outside.
Louis walked into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and splashed some water on his face, trying to get himself together. Suddenly, he felt that someone was tugging on his clothes.
Louis frowned slightly. He turned his head and saw a boy of about four or five years old, raising his head to look at him. The boy's right hand was tugging at the hem of his clothes, as if he had something to say.
"Let go!"
Louis' piercing eyes and cold aura were usually able to make people back away, but the little boy in front of him was unbothered.
The boy's eyes felt familiar to Louis.
"Uncle, can you do me a favor?"
Trenton looked straight at Louis. His innocent eyes softened Louis' heart.
"Where are your parents?"
"My mommy can't enter the men's toilet!"
Trenton pouted and looked a little shy.
Looking at the little boy in front of him, who looked like a porcelain doll, Louis sighed and said, "What?"
"The zipper of my pants is stuck, but I'm in a hurry. Uncle, could you help me to pull open the zipper of my pants?"
As Trenton spoke, his legs kept rubbing against each other, as if he could no longer hold it in.
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