Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister
Chapter1370 Love Breakfast

"Big brother, this is the photo." Said Leon, carefully handing the photo to Brayden with a hint of caution on his face. "Well, you can go out now." Brayden said slowly.

How could he just let him out without even looking at it? Shouldn't he ask himself some questions?

"You go ahead and get busy, I'll call you if there's anything." Brayden did not even raise his head, said directly.

In fact, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself after seeing the photos and lash out at Leon! Leon looked at the man in front of him worriedly, with a look of desire to say something, but finally left the office. Brayden was sure that these photos, definitely not any unusual and ordinary photos.

Finally, he still opened that envelope and put the photos all on the table.

Well, it was exactly as one would expect.

On the table, there are some intimate photos of Dolly and Stanley. That's right, it's a picture of them living in a small village.

Brayden's hand, holding the photos, trembled again and again.

Dolly, you betrayed me after all! His gaze suddenly had a murderous aura.

"Hey, mom, where's dad? Dad doesn't seem to have come back for a long time." On the sofa, Franklin hugged Dolly and asked in a low voice.

Dolly froze for a moment, then regained the expression on her face.

She didn't know exactly what Brayden was up to now, and where he was.

"Uh, Daddy's been busy with work lately." She said slowly.

"But he hasn't been home for a long, long time. Mom, is there a fight between you and dad?" The child asked.

Yes, until now, the two hadn't had a serious and proper conversation. She lowered her head, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. If she could, how she would love to have a good chat and natter with Brayden to express how much she missed him during the time she was abroad.

But......

She was a little hesitant again. Every time she thought of the picture of Anastasia kissing him, she felt a pang of pain in her heart and always felt that the man had betrayed her.

The mother and son milled about in the living room for a while before the child ran off to bed. dolly half lay on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling above, her eyes a little worried. Why wasn't Brayden back yet? Shouldn't she give him a sympathy call?

"Dolly, why aren't you in bed?" Mrs. Knight asked in a low voice as she slowly walked over.

"Well, not sleepy, I'm sleeping later." She answered immediately.

"Yo, you're waiting for someone, I think? Don't wait, Brayden's away on business." Mrs. Knight said as she gently patted her on the arm. Dolly's mood, suddenly a little lost.

"Did you miss him? Call him, you do not know, in the days you moved out, Brayden, ah, every day is a depressed look, look heartbreaking." Really? Dolly looked at the lady in front of her suspiciously, not quite believing what she was saying.

"Come on, ask him yourself when he comes back." Mrs. Knight got up and walked into the room.

It is said that emotion is the most torturing thing, and now, Dolly finally admitted it. But that Brayden seemed to be still angry.

Finally, after much hesitation, she picked up her cell phone and dialed.

"Hello?"

Yes, it was Brayden's voice, a familiar and long-lost voice.

"So, when are you coming home?" She asked, embarrassed.

"I'm not going back tonight." Brayden replied coldly, without a ripple in his tone.

Why does he still speak so coldly? Why did he still have to be so cruel? She had already taken the initiative to call him to show her kindness, hadn't she? Shouldn't he feel happy? Dolly lowered her head, feeling a little disappointed.

"Is there anything else? No, I'll hang up now, I have business to attend to." Brayden said directly.

Dolly was a little helpless, and then sighed.

"Well, no more, you go ahead and get busy." With that, she simply hung up the phone.

No, why should he be angry? Shouldn't the one who should be angry be himself? When his and Anastasia's affair was printed in the newspaper and caused such a big stir, the one who should be hurt is herself! What's this?

Dolly immediately stood up and walked to her room.

The next day, the sun shone early through the window and warmed the ground. The woman in bed turned over, both arms trying to feel for something, and sighed when she was sure she hadn't molded anything.

He really did not come back! Dolly slowly opened her eyes and stretched.

Should we check in his company? She fell into a moment of thought.

How about bringing him breakfast?

Dolly lifted the blanket, changed her clothes and went downstairs.

"Ma'am, I'm going to the Kirkland Group today," she shouted.

Listening to the woman's voice, Mrs. Knight's mouth curled up in a satisfied curve.

This girl, what should have been done a long time ago.

"Okay, what do you want to eat, I'll make it." Mrs. Knight replied.

"Hey, no, ma'am, I'll make breakfast myself today, so you can rest!"

It's more sincere to make breakfast for Brayden with your own hands! She smiled, her heart bursting with excitement.

Maybe the man was too tired last night, that's why he didn't want to talk to himself when he called. dolly did the thinking for herself.

She made a lot of them, with love omelette, love bread, love milk, and love fruit, which looked elegant and tasted delicious.

"Wow, mommy, you are so great today! So many delicious food." Franklin came out of the room and looked incredulously at the food on the table, drooling and exclaiming with a look of excitement. "This is for your daddy, your breakfast, over there!" Dolly pointed to the small breakfast next to him and said.

"No, you're being too biased, aren't you? I'm still growing up." The child beamed and said deliberately.

Mrs. Knight next to her immediately winked at Franklin, and soon the child understood.

"That, mommy, you can go now, or daddy won't have time for breakfast."

Yoo-hoo, this kid, what's with the sudden shift?

After saying goodbye to the child and Mrs. Knight respectively, Dolly went straight out the door with a smile on her face.

In fact, for Dolly now, there is nothing more important than her family. During the trip, every time there is an accident, her mind, the first person to think of, is undoubtedly Brayden, she is not looking forward to Brayden to protect her, but she is afraid that she will never see this man again.