Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 237

Angel had been chatting with Henry about everything in the kindergarten that day so Henry had some understanding about the situation in the kindergarten.

Henry enjoyed spending time with both of them out of sudden even though Monique sat there silently. He had an idea at that moment.

He sent Shaun a text message. The corner of his lips lifted joyfully.

Henry took a glance around the kindergarten when they arrived. It looked very clean and tidy even though it was small.

Since Monique and Angel liked it, they could come anytime they wanted to after he bought this over and renovated it.

The receptionist was not the same teacher he met the last time but a tall and sturdy woman with her hair tied up in a ponytail and in her thirties. Looking at the stalwart, beautiful woman, both of their eyes shone brightly. The woman in front of him looked gorgeous, both her figure and temperament.

Angel’s dress too looked luxurious. With her little pink mouth and big dark eyes, she looked just like a doll coming out of a painting.

Even though Monique was not looking luxurious, she had an extraordinary temperament. Her fair little face and friendly smile were warm.

The teacher was certain that this was the coolest, most gorgeous and beautiful family. This should be the richest family in the school.

Therefore, in addition to their warm hospitality, they paid more respect to them than the other families. “My name is Campbell, the vice principal of this school. You may call me Ms. Campbell.”

A rich family like them willing to enrol their child in such a small kindergarten like theirs showed that they are a humble family.

The teacher took out a form and said respectfully, “Please fill up your information in this form. Write down her parents’ contact details over here.” The teacher pointed to the blank space and said.

She lowered her head and started writing after she finished speaking. Monique’s handwriting was very pretty and elegant. The teacher could not help complimenting, “There is a saying that a person’s handwriting is just like it’s writer. Your handwriting is as pretty as you.”

“Of course. Mommy is so pretty,” Angel said happily when she heard the teacher compliment her mother.

“It’s my pleasure, Ms. Campbell!” Monique raised her lips and smiled gently, a vortex appeared at the corner of her lips, looking so beautiful and attractive.

Although she was smiling, she felt very anxious deep down. She was reluctant to inform the teacher that Angel came from a single-parent family, especially when Henry came along today and Angel had been calling him ‘daddy’. If she said so, the teacher might see Angel differently.

However, she was unwilling to put down Henry’s name as Angel’s father. She felt awkward to do so. Even though Angel had been addressing him as her father all this while, he was in fact not her father, neither biologically, nor legally. She looked at Henry who did not seem to object this, she was struggling deep down as she filled up all the sections in the form except the father’s information.