Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 86

She was still young and she had not found her Daddy. How would she live?

Angel’s tears gradually slowed down when she heard her mother blamed herself. She struggled from her mother’s embrace and wiped off her tears with her tiny hands. Then, she reached out to wipe the tears off her mother’s cheek. Angel’s tears streamed down more when she saw her mother’s swollen face, but she tried her best not to cry because she did not want her mother to be more worried.

“Mommy. I’m fine.” Angel looked at her mother with watery eyes, she pulled a silly face and gently comforted her.

“Little rascal.” Monique smiled and gently tapped her finger on Angel’s nose. A layer of dust covered her fair tender face, and when she cried earlier, it messed up her face even more. Monique looked at her and found it irresistibly cute, and so she gave her a kiss on the forehead.

Monique and Angel had shared their life together. She knew what was on Angel’s mind, so she stopped crying as well as she did not want her daughter to have been worried about her.

“Are you alright?” Henry had beaten Xavier and Randal half to death. He walked over and saw both mother and daughter had been smiling, his frowned eyebrows had relaxed a bit.

This woman had such a big heart.

Shaun had been impressed with the woman in front of him. Although she looked thin and weak, she had a fearless aura when she protected Young Master Moore regardless of danger. However, she had still acted like nothing had happened even though she had just been through a life and death experience earlier. She was different from the other woman he had met in the past.

Henry bent over and carried her, his heart was on pins and needles when they had been missing. He thought that if anything were to have happened to Angel, he would not have been able to have forgiven this woman.

“Yes, sir.” Shaun bowed, then he gently carried Angel and followed the chairman.

At the same time, Monique quietly stayed in Henry’s arms. Her entire body had been sore, and she had been trying hard to endure it. She felt nervous whenever they were at close distance, she could even feel his heart beating. Her heart could not stop thumping like a rabbit, as if it would have jumped out if she had opened her mouth. She had been unaware that she was blushing.

Cindy was jealous when she had seen how Henry treated Monique. She clenched her fist, her nails sunk into her palm, yet she did not feel any pain.

‘Why did such good things always happen to her, she was only a single mother who worked as a cleaner!’