After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 1026 Naught Kid Late at night in Suham, the rain poured down.

The sound of the rain was extremely noisy, and it can make people feel depressed.

Anthony couldn't sleep, so he sat by the window to enjoy the rain.

The strong wind mixed with the rain directly wet the corners of his clothes and trousers. Although it was cold, he didn't seem to feel it at all and he lit a cigarette.

Anthony hadn't smoked in almost a year since he had Alistair by his side to take care of, and he could barely relax tonight without the kid.

Alistair's birthday was painful for him.

Mavis gave birth suddenly on a rainy night and failed to get out of the delivery room. Scenes flashed before his eyes.

It was a feeling of powerlessness and regret.

Colder than the rain, more biting than the wind.

Under the smog, Anthony's blue eyes were drooping, and his handsface was clouded.

Knock Knock Knock-- There was a sudden knock on the door. It was a small knock.

Although the sound of rain was loud, Anthony still heard the knock on the door.

He subconsciously checked the time. It was half past one in the morning.

Who? Knock Knock-- There were two more knocks on the door.

Anthony stubbed out his cigarette, got up and went to open the door.

The corridor was empty, with a draft blowing across his cheeks. Anthony looked down and saw a little kid standing in front of his door, looking at him timidly.

Baby Alistair was pinching his panda pillow and rubbing his loose eyes, with an aggrieved expression.

"Daddy... clatter!" He was dancing and doing movements, trying to imitate the rain, so that Anthony could understand what he meant.

"Ah la la, wow, whoo--" Under a bunch of onomatopoeia, what baby Alistair was doing was vivid, and his little hands kept dancing.

Anthony looked at him quietly, and was about to reach out to hug him, when he suddenly remembered that he had smoked a cigarette just now and his body was very smoky.

"Didn't your grandma say that she would take care of you to sleep in person? Why did you chere?" Alistair shook his head frantically, took another two steps forward, and tugged Anthony's trouser leg aggrievedly.

"Dad, daddy... I'm afraid!" He was afraid of the sound of the rain, and wanted to sleep next to his father, so that he would feel safe.

After all, he personally took care of him to one year old. Anthony quickly understood what he meant, and his complexion turned pale.

He was even afraid of the sound of rain. Was it because of the thunderstorm on the night when Mavis was delivering? The more he thought about it, the more sour and unbearable emotions surged in his heart. Anthony resisted it, took a step back, and closed the door, leaving only one word: "Wait." Alistair was stunned.

Anthony made a strong noise, so Alistair didn't hear what he said at all, but he could clearly see that Anthony's expression was not good, and he shut him out.

Daddy... close the door? ? His tears quickly stained his blue eyes. Thinking that his father didn't want to sleep with him, Alistair was about to die of grievance.

But he was not reconciled, so he just sat down on the corridor, hugged his little panda pillow tightly, and was sad for a while alone.

Five minutes later.

Without making Alistair wait for too long, Anthony pushed open the door again, covered his mouth with his hand and let out a breath, then sniffed his collar to make sure there was no smell of smoke before bending over to hug the kid.

Alistair pouted, and stared at him with big watery eyes, very resentful.

Anthony couldn't help laughing, and explained patiently, "lI have a bad smell on my body. | am afraid that it would smell like smoke, so | change my clothes. Let's go to sleep.” Accustomed to taking care of him to sleep, Anthony, who suffered from insomnia, slept well. Alistair didn't make any noise, and slept with him until dawn.

Paloma didn't know the kid had sneaked off to find Anthony until the next morning.

At the dinner table, Paloma was unbelievable, "This kid is only one year old, and he is really smart. The bed is higher than him, and he is not afraid of pain when he rolled over. He took the pillow and left." Anthony concentrated on mixing the milk for Alistair, measured the temperature of the water, and stuffed it into Alistair's arms, allowing him to hold and drink milk by himself.

"The room is covered with thick cushions. He doesn't hurt when he falls. Grandma, you don't need to be too nervous. After all, he is a boy, and he will inevitably stumble when he grows up." Paloma disagreed, "It's still different. | took care of your eldest brother before. He was so gentle. How nice it is." It was a pity that he died too early.

"As a result, when you came, | fell ill and was sent abroad to recuperate. Otherwise, | would take care of you just like | took care of your eldest brother, and | would never let you suffer so much." Anthony stopped drinking coffee, and snot so good childhood memories were brought back.

Paloma was full of regret.

Anthony closed his eyes deeply, and slightly curled his lips to respond, "Knowing that you care about me, that's enough." After a pleasant meal, Anthony took Alistair to work in Callahan Group as usual.

Today was the tfor Lyra to cto Callahan Group to discuss the progress of the cooperation project, but Anthony waited until noon, and Lyra did not show up.

Suspicious, he called Lyra.

The phone was off.

Anthony frowned, feeling weird.

When working, Lyra had always kept her mobile phone on for 24 hours.

He made another call.

Half an hour later, he received a call back. "Mr. Callahan, Ms. Lloyd left the country on the earliest flight today." Going abroad suddenly? Anthony asked, "She's alone? Didn't Malcolm go with her?" "No, just Ms. Lloyd herself." This was so weird. Lyra had been acting weird lately.

At the birthday party, most people gave his son golden or silver bracelets as the presents, but Lyra gave a jade pendant bracelet.

And she said that Mavis appeared in her dream that she wanted to change his son's name...

Anthony always felt that something was wrong.

Just to be on the safe side, he asked again, "Can you find out which flight she took with her real nand which country she is going to?" "Yes, but it will take a while." "As soon as possible." After giving the order, he raised his eyes and looked not far away. Baby Alistair was sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa, playing with a soft ball on the floor.

"Daddy!" Alistair called out to him with his immature voice, "Boom-poof!" Another onomatopoeia.

Anthony stopped what he was doing. Without raising his eyes, he walked directly around the desk towards Alistair, picked him up as soon as he bent down, and went into the office's built-in bathroom.

He pooped and needed to change the diaper.

Alistair was growing up every day, and when he changed diapers for him, he was becoming more and more troublesome.

When Anthony helped him wash his butt with warm water, he laughed and played with the water, splashing Anthony's trouser legs wet.

Anthony, who had run out of patience, turned his face coldly, and slapped him with two menacing slaps. Alistair began to moan, finally being well-behaved.

His son was too young to understand reasoning, and he was naughty, so he can only be obedient after being beaten.

But Alistair only calmed down for a few minutes. When Anthony was pouring water, he opened his small mouth, whimpered, and bit Anthony's arm.

Alistair, who was vengeful, will never suffer. If his father beat him up, he will have to pay it back if he had the chance.

Anthony was wearing a suit jacket, and it didn't hurt at all when he was bitten, but he still sighed helplessly.

He helped Alistair pull up his trousers, and took advantage of the opportunity to lightly slap his buttocks twice.

It took Anthony half an hour to change a diaper for his son, and he had to change another set of trousers.

After he finally dealt with the difficult task, the phone rang.

"Mr. Callahan, Ms. Lloyd's flight itinerary has been found."