Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Following that, she was afraid Morgan would suddenly wake up and see what was going on.

She hurriedly turned the report face down.

In her panic, she forgot; Morgan couldn’t read the report with his current level of literacy.

Cindy clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth: “Morgan is my son, I won’t give him to you!”

“If you want to take legal action, even if I have to give all I have, I will see it through.” Even if ultimately she wasn’t the victor, she still had to try.

Morgan was a ray of light in her 24 years of life.

He was the child she didn’t give up on in the most difficult times.

She didn’t give up during the most challenging times.

So now, she wouldn’t give up either.

“Morgan is my everything, and I don’t plan to marry in my life. It’ll just be me and Morgan living together,” said Cindy.

“Mr. Zhekova,” Cindy’s voice trembled, “I know my request might be a little selfish. You are his father, and you have the right as well. But you are different from me; you are the heir of the Zhekova family, and you will definitely get married and have children.”

“Will your future wife be good to Morgan? After all, he isn’t her child,” Cindy sniffled sadly, “I don’t know much about wealthy families like yours, but I can’t overestimate human kindness.”

“Your future wife will want the heir to be the child she gives birth to, not the child of another woman. So, how can she be good to Morgan?”

“If she encounters someone with a ruthless heart, she might not bully Morgan openly, but she could still hurt him behind closed doors or even raise him to be useless.”

“Not to mention inheritance reasons, even without those, would your wife treat the child of another woman kindly? Perhaps your future wife will be kind-hearted, but I don’t dare risk such a minute chance,” said Cindy.

“However, you will have other children besides Morgan. And for me, Morgan is my only child,” Cindy took a deep breath, “So, I shamelessly beg you to leave

Morgan with me and not take him away.”

With tears in her eyes, Cindy stared intently at Adrian Zhekova.

Right now, she was on the verge of losing Morgan.

She couldn’t maintain her composure any longer.

“Don’t you think this is unfair to Morgan? He would grow up without a father, forever. And he would lose the possibility of becoming the Zhekova heir. He is my eldest son and has a great chance of inheriting the Zhekova family. He could have everything I have now, even more.”

Cindy’s face turned pale: “Just so he can compete with your other children and fight with your wife?”

Cindy shook her head: “I just want him to grow up happy and content. You have too much for him to comprehend; he doesn’t need it. I suppose I’m selfish, but I believe he doesn’t need extreme wealth and luxury—an abundant life is enough.”

“If he feels like I haven’t given him enough, then I believe in the future, Morgan can achieve what he wants all by himself,” said Cindy.

“You say he doesn’t have a father; it’s unfair. But if he goes back with you, he won’t have a mother either. If he returns with you, the attention he receives will be much greater than it is now. How will people perceive him?”

“How will they talk about his existence? The controversial words and judgments will be much worse than they are now,” said Cindy. “Even if it’s just this once, let me decide for him.”

She held back her tears so they wouldn’t fall..