Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Cindy Clarke was awakened by this dream.

She suddenly opened her eyes, blushing deeply.

Hurriedly looking around, as if Adrian Zhekova might be nearby.

What kind of dream did she have!

In the dream, she had done so many things with Adrian Zhekova.

Had she gone mad!

Cindy covered her face, her cheeks burning hot.

She got up quickly, opened the window to let in some breeze, and washed her face with cold water.

It felt a little better then.

The time was still early, only 7 0’clock.

Morgan Zhekova always slept late on weekends.

Because of the dream, Cindy couldn’t go back to sleep, so she tidied up, planning to edit some videos while Morgan was still asleep.

Who knew that, as soon as she opened the editing software, she heard the doorbell ring.

Cindy quickly opened the walkie-talkie, and Adrian Zhekova’s face appeared on the screen, standing outside the gate.

His car could also be seen parked in the background.

Cindy was surprised and quickly unlocked the gate for him.

She had just had that kind of dream, and now she was seeing Adrian Zhekova again.

Her face turned even redder.

There was a CCTV installed on the door of Cindy’s home.

Through the CCTV, Cindy saw Adrian Zhekova as soon as he got out of the elevator.

She opened the door to wait for him.

As he walked in, Adrian Zhekova explained, “I have to go on a business trip, my flight is at 11 0’clock, so I came to see you first.”

After speaking, he noticed something odd about Cindy.

“What’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red?” He asked in confusion.

And what was going on with this girl?

She suddenly seemed afraid to look at him, always avoiding his gaze.

Cindy was already much shorter than him, and she kept her head down.

When Adrian Zhekova lowered his head, all he could see was the top of her dark hair.

“Nothing…” Cindy still didn’t dare to look up, and of course didn’t dare to say she was feeling guilty because of her dream.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Adrian Zhekova’s palm touched her forehead.

Cindy, shocked and embarrassed, quickly tried to avoid him.

But her shoulder was gripped by him: “What are you avoiding?”

Cindy could feel the heat from his palm on her forehead and shoulder, as if they were burning hot.

There was no way to escape now.

Adrian Zhekova continued to lean in closer, looking down at her with a puzzled expression.

Under his gaze and breath, Cindy could feel her face growing even hotter, as if about to explode.

“Why is it so hot? Do you have a fever?” Seeing her cheeks so red, he asked.

“No!” Cindy hurriedly said, “I’m not sick!”

Adrian Zhekova stared at Cindy with suspicion for a while: “Then why is your face so red?”

He narrowed his eyes, smiling vaguely, “You won’t even look at me, what are you thinking about?”

Had this girl secretly been pondering over something not suitable for children?

Otherwise, why was she acting so strange this morning?

As soon as she saw him, her face turned red, and she couldn’t look at him.

She never acted this way before.

Adrian Zhekova looked at her with interest, then suddenly moved his face even closer, his nose almost touching hers.

His pair of dark eyes stared straight into hers, with a hint of amusement: “It’s only 7 0’clock now, you barely just woke up, right? Did you dream about something? Something related to me?”

Cindy was shocked.

Could this man read minds!

He had guessed it!

Cindy, both anxious and embarrassed, had a sudden flash of inspiration: “Have you had breakfast? It’s only 7 0’clock now, you must have left home earlier, so you probably didn’t have time to eat, right?”

Adrian Zhekova smiled, giving her a meaningful look.

Cindy had a strong feeling that this man seemed to have guessed her secret..