He Clings to Me Every Night

Chapter 877: Chapter 877: I Want My Child Chapter 877: Chapter 877: I Want My Child Olivia Jenkins’ reaction was a beat too slow, her pupils contracting slightly.

Despite a flicker of distraction, Olivia still remained cold as ice at that moment, her heart as hard as stone, “The door is over there, no need to see you out!

I will be very grateful if you never show up in front of me again!”

After dropping those words, Olivia sat down at her desk, ready to work, and Daniel Marshall stood in her office, virtually invisible to her.

After a moment of silence, the pain in Daniel’s chest remained as sharp as a knife, his breathing laced with a suffocating bitterness, “Keep pretending to be tough.

I will get to the bottom of this, and you will have nowhere to hide.

If it really is my child, I will absolutely not allow you to monopolize the child.

I want my child!”

Daniel left, Olivia’s resentful gaze coldly following him.

His was a lonely and frail silhouette, yet Olivia’s anger raged in her chest, her complexion turning very ugly.

Her precious daughter would definitely not go to Daniel.

Just wait and see, she would never let Daniel have his way.

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Grace went to work, and Ella Charles, wearing a mask and a very plain white sun hat, carefully left the house.

Without a clear plan, Ella first decided to visit the robot restaurant, hoping to run into her daughter-in-law and casually gather some news to organize her next move.

Being careful not to be recognized, Ella remained very cautious, always on her guard.

Luckily, the robot restaurant was well-known, so when Ella took a taxi and mentioned it, the driver knew exactly where to take her.

Entering the robot restaurant, Ella looked around in surprise, clearly overwhelmed as though she was out of touch with the world.

Ella also worried everywhere she went, fearing she might run into someone from the Marshall family or the Thompson siblings.

For some inexplicable reason, Ella’s heart tightened, merely standing inside the restaurant, she felt an unstoppable nervousness.

“Hello!

Are you here to dine?”

A pleasant and tender voice reached her, immediately drawing Ella’s attention, leaving her staring blankly at the young and beautiful woman before her.

The woman in front of her looked simple and didn’t speak; Olivia still treated her with great courtesy, continuing in a gentle voice, “Please take a seat over here, I’ll pour you a glass of water.

This is a robot-themed restaurant, very innovative, fully equipped with high technology, quite special.

You’re welcome to look around.”

Ella nodded in surprise, sheepishly whispering, “Thank you!”

Olivia poured the woman a glass of warm water and even sat beside her, scrutinizing her carefully, “I am the owner of this restaurant.

Feel free to look around, I won’t rush you out.

If you’d like something to eat, please tell me.

And if you want to learn more about this place, I can explain in detail for you.”

The owner?

She’s Olivia Jenkins?

My daughter-in-law?

In that instant, Ella’s eyes widened, staring unblinkingly at the restaurant owner, sizing her up thoroughly.

Ella held the cup with both hands, feeling the warmth of the water, and suddenly, a wave of warmth inexplicably surged through her heart.

Knowing to pour her a warm glass of water showed the owner was indeed considerate.

She was beautiful and seemed kind-hearted, exuding a competent and steady demeanor, with just the right amount of gentleness in her eyes to offset any sharp edges.

She must be very approachable, a woman of no minor abilities, resilient yet flexible, likely a quite exceptional woman.