Chapter 904 A Surprise
Little Gregory’s words stumped Tessa, and she felt absolutely touched, for she had thought the little guy was only making an empty statement. But who’d have thought he was serious about it?!
Nicholas, on the other hand, smiled somewhat profoundly after he took a gander at his dejected son. At that, he turned to Tessa, asking with concern, “We’ve been out the whole day; are you tired?” “A little.”
Though Tessa hadn’t done much the entire day, she was still pregnant after all. So her energy level wouldn’t be as it was pre-pregnancy.
With that, Nicholas went to look for Warner and bid him goodbye.
“Nicholas, is everything alright?” Warner greeted Nicholas enthusiastically when he saw the latter approaching him.
“My wife and son are getting tired, so I intend to bring them back to the hotel.” Nicholas went straight to the point.
Though somewhat disappointed, Warner accepted it and even very thoughtfully arranged for a chauffeur to take the Sawyers back to their hotel.
Sometime later, Nicholas walked out of the hotel elevator with Tessa in his arms while Gregory followed next to them like the sweet child he was. It was a pretty loving sight to behold.
Very quickly, the family of three arrived at their suite, but Nicholas had no intention of opening the door.
“What’s wrong?” Tessa looked at the man with bewilderment.
Gregory, too, urged with bafflement, “C’mon, Daddy, open the door.”
However, Nicholas ignored the little guy and looked at Tessa with a smiling gaze. “Close your eyes when you go in.”
“Why?” she asked reflexively.
But unfortunately, Nicholas had no plans of telling her. “Just listen to me.”
“Well, someone’s being mysterious.” Tessa chuckled under her breath as she looked at her beloved husband. “Have you gotten me some sort of surprise?”
“I have.” he didn’t deny it. “So it’ll only be ritualistic if you close your eyes.”
Surprise enveloped Tessa’s face, and she felt so loved as though her heart had been dipped in honey. Uber-curious about the surprise, she listened to Nicholas and hurriedly closed her eyes.
The door opened with a beep, and under Nicholas’ escort, Tessa arrived in the living room.
As the living room illuminated, Gregory’s angry voice traveled to Tessa’s ears. “Bad Daddy! You’re the one who stole my present for Mommy!”
Tessa couldn’t contain her urge to state her curiosity anymore upon hearing so, and she opened her eyes to find the finale gown that was supposedly sold displayed by the window.
Tessa thought the gown looked even more stunning up close and under the lights.
The gold wings on the skirt, especially, shone brightly with a tinge of red, looking exceptionally breathtaking.
The stunning gown rendered the young woman absolutely gobsmacked.
“Do you like it?” A deep, melodious voice rang in her ear, pulling her back to reality, and she looked at Nicholas with wonder. “But you were with me the entire time. When did you get it?”
Nicholas chuckled as he looked at the bewilderment in his beloved wife’s eyes. “After the fashion show ended.”
Tessa was rendered stumped for a second as an idea hit her, and she looked lovingly at the handsome man before her eyes. “You’ve long noticed that I’ve taken a fancy to it, didn’t you?”
“Of course.” Nicholas didn’t hide it from her and even riveted his smiling eyes on her. “What right do I have to be your husband if I can’t even tell what you want?”
“How is it that you’re so sweet?!” Beyond touched, she hugged Nicholas and sighed, “I swear I’ll become a spoiled brat if you keep at this.”
“Doesn’t matter. I’m more than happy to spoil you, and only you,” cooed Nicholas affectionately, returning the hug.
Right then, Tessa thought she couldn’t get any more blessed, and she couldn’t help giving her beloved man a kiss on the cheek.
Jealousy overwhelmed Gregory as he watched it all from aside, and he hurriedly trotted over to his parents, complaining, “Mommy, I had wanted to buy you this gown with my allowance, but bad Daddy stole it from me just because I’m little.”
At that, Tessa burst into a chuckle at the sight of the poor, aggrieved little guy.
