Madam No Man

CHAPTER 107

"Van, I've prepared a pouch containing breast milk for Kanwa. Don't forget the meal schedule, too. I gotta get home, now." Nessie, who seemed to be in a hurry, took the time to turn her head and gawk when she saw if Ivander did not touch her at all.

The man leaning on the sofa was staring blankly at the window opposite him. I don't know what Ivander is thinking, but Nessie doesn't want to know.

"Van! You listened to my words, right?" call Nessie impatient who immediately made Ivander aware of his direction.

"Ah, yes. I-i heard. You can go, now. Let me take care of it." Ivander straightened his body and looked at Nessie who was about to leave.

"Jaga your son. I'll see him again after I get back from Japan. If there's anything, just ask me or ask the nurse for help." Nessie draped her bag over her shoulder, and walked away from Ivander and her son.

Ivander only nodded thinly, and stared at Nessie's departure with his flat gaze. His gaze turned to the son who was looking at him so closely.

"Hello hotshot, papa! Hmm, you know that papa misses you so much?" Ivander got up from his seat and carried the slightly filled body of the son.

No one thought, the man who was once known for his unruly aura, now became the fathers who were very cuddling his son.

"It's not funny, is it, if you miss you, but you miss your mom?" Ivander kissed the boy's neck which made Kanwa careless.

"By the way about aunt Anne, papa just remembered dear. Wait a minute, let's call first." Ivander took his son upstairs, and went into his room.

The man took his cell phone, and put the son on the bed. He dialed someone's number, and waited for an answer from there.

"Already, Sir. Today, Anne was able to meet her son. They still live in the old house, and continue Mrs Sherina's bakery business."

Ivander paused for a moment to hear the person's explanation. There was a sense of relief that immediately burst into his heart when he knew that the child that Anne had been fighting for could return with him.

But not hypocritical, there was a sense of regret that gnawed at her heart when imagining how Anne's life would be after this. Ivander wanted to bring her back, and let her raise her son by his side.

"Message a cake from her every day, and give her a regular target order. Furthermore, you still need to wait for my cue."

Ivander turned off his call after talking about a few other things with the person. The man looked at the son who could only lie down while playing with his puffer fingers.

"You miss Anne's aunt?" ivander asked his son, as if he could answer his question.

"All right, papa knows you miss your beautiful aunt."

"What's? You want to meet him? You want to see Aunt Anne with papa? Hm,"

If Kanwa had been able to speak and react to what her father said, most men had laughed out loud later. How could his father say that, as if the boy wanted it. Even if examined, it is precisely the papa who wants it.

"Wait until you get to school, okay? After that we'll get Aunt Anne for both of us."