Sweet Pregnant Wife: CEO Phillip's Fierce Love

Chapter 13 Why Don't You Lend Me a Hand?

When Ann got into the car with Nikki in her arms, she was silent for a while. She really didn't know what

to say to the CEO of her company.

She had only met Phillip a few times, and it was so awkward the last time they met.

Fortunately, Karl called her back at that moment. Ann's face softened a bit when she picked up the

phone.

"Karl ..."

Phillip heard Ann's gentle voice while he was driving. The smile on his face was gone and his

handsome face darkened again.

Without waiting for Ann to finish her words, Karl spoke apologetically to her.

"Ann, my superior suddenly asked me to go on a business trip. I was packing my things at home just

now, and I'll be meeting with my seniors at the firm. You called me just now. What's the matter?"

Ann was surprised that a green hand like Karl was sent on a business trip, but she didn't say anything

in the end. After all, that was Karl's work.

"Oh, it's just that I couldn't get a taxi just now. I'm fine now. Have a safe trip. Don't overwork yourself."

After a pause, Ann peeked at Phillip and added subconsciously.

"Nikki and I will be waiting for you at home."

Phillip looked more serious. What a woman!

After hanging up the phone, the atmosphere in the car became even more awkward. Fortunately, the

two kids had been whispering to each other, so the time was a bit more bearable.

When the car arrived at Ann's place, she covered Nikki's small body with her jacket before getting out

of the car.

However, she found that Phillip was already standing outside the car holding an umbrella.

Ann's body stiffened as she met Phillip's black eyes which looked bottomless, but she could only say

thank you to him politely.

Ann turned around to say goodbye, and then she wanted to take Nikki upstairs.

But Nikki moved in her arms. She stared at Phillip with her big eyes which looked like blackcurrants,

and then tilted her head and pointed at Phillip's clothes.

"Mommy, his clothes are wet. He needs to dry his clothes. He will get sick!"

Phillip was sopping wet at the right side of his body. Apparently, he got himself wet because he was

trying to cover Ann and her daughter under the umbrella when they got out of the car.

Ann found it difficult to say no, but when she thought that she would be in the same room with this man,

she forced herself to say.

"Thank you very much today, Mr. Phillip. You'd better go back home now, or you might catch a cold."

Phillip narrowed his eyes slightly and gave her a complicated gaze. Then, he closed his umbrella and NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

walked straight upstairs.

"I'll go after I get my clothes dry."

When Carson, who had been waiting in the car, saw his father going upstairs, he hurriedly opened his

small umbrella to follow.

Seeing that Phillip had gone straight upstairs, Ann hurriedly followed and blocked his way, her brows

furrowed slightly.

"Mr. Phillip, my apartment is a bit messy."

Ann believed Phillip could pick up the hint of rejection in that sentence.

Phillip paused and lowered his head to look at her, his thin lips forming a mocking smile.

"That's fine. I don't care about that. Which floor do you live?"

Since Phillip had said something so kind, Ann found it impossible to refuse him. Phillip just wanted to

dry his hair, so she could only invite him in, though she didn't want to.

"I live on the sixth floor. Mr. Phillip, please don't blame me for my messy apartment."

After getting in the apartment, Nikki took Carson to build Lego on the carpet with her.

Ann asked Phillip to sit down, and she wanted to get a disposable towel for Phillip.

But Phillip asked tonelessly, "Where is the bathroom?"

Phillip went inside the bathroom after Ann pointed in the direction.

No other man had ever come here before. Ann was paying attention to the sound in the bathroom while

watching the two adorable kids enjoying themselves.

However, Phillip came out topless, with a towel covering his head.

His sexy collarbone and well-defined abs were completely exposed. His clear V-line was also partly

exposed near the waist of his trousers. All women would scream when they saw him like that.

Ann hurriedly lowered her eyes, "Why ... Why did you take off your shirt?"

When Phillip saw Ann's reddish ears, he gave a slight smile. He deliberately lowered his voice to sound

sexy.

"My shirt is soaked. I can't wear that."

Ann didn't dare to turn around. She felt she could still see the man's sexy body before her eyes, and

she felt her face heating up.

She spoke both in embarrassment and anger, "Mr. Phillip, you can dry your shirt inside before coming

out!"

"Why don't you lend me a hand?"

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