Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

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Madam Winters's Fight For Her Children Chapter 857

Chapter 857 Dinner was ready soon. Adina brushed off the thoughts from her mind.

She took Duke's handand led him to the dining room to eat their dinner.

Harold made a face and stuck his tongue out.

He said, "Daddy, Mommy, both of you are too lovey-dovey.

Daddy, you steal Mommy away from us every day now." Duke pretended to be angry.

"Do you mean that?" Harold quickly hid behind George.

"After Mommy comes back home from work, she doesn't play with us anymore.

Daddy, it's all your fault for being too domineering!" Melody nodded in agreement.

"Daddy, I want to sleep with Mommy tonight." "I also want to sleep with Mommy!" Harold said happily.

"I want Mommy to shower me and tell me bedtime stories." "Childish!" The corners of Alden’s lips twitched.

"Are you still a three-year-old child? Why do you need Mommy's help to shower?"

"I'm only four years old. I'm still a child," Harold said matter-of-factly.

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He went up to Adina and pouted.

"Mommy, you only spend time with Daddy. Can you spend some time with me? Please?" Adina’s face turned

red.

Ever since they had returned, Duke and she always worked together inside the study or were with each other

in the master bedroom.

She thought she was being discreet but apparently, her children disagreed.

Duke said calmly, "George and Al are capable of managing a company.

Even Mel can perform alone on the stage.

Can you hold an art exhibition yet?" Harold was at a loss for words.

He did not mind that his father always compared him against his two older brothers.

But now he felt as though he was seen as inferior to his younger sister, too.

"If you have time, go and practice your painting," Duke continued.

"If you face any issues, call Grandpa." Harold was speechless.

His father wanted to toss him to his grandfather.

Adina glared at Duke. She stroked Harold's hair.

"You're turning five soon. You're a young man now, so you have to take your own shower.

But I can tell you some bedtime stories tonight." Harold was happy.

"Thank you, Mommy." George pulled the chair in the dining room.

"Mommy, sit down and have dinner now." Alden had prepared the soup and placed it before Adina.

"Mommy, this is a tonic soup. It can enhance the beauty of your skin. Drink it before you eat your dinner."

Harold refused to be outdone by his siblings.

He placed sweet smoked ribs on Adina's plate.

"Mommy, this is your favorite dish. Try it."

Melody put some vegetables on Adina's plate.

"Eat more vegetables.

They are rich in vitamins.

It will keep you healthy." Adina felt blissful to be surrounded by her family.

She said gratefully, "Alright.

Hurry up and eat your dinner, too." The six people sat at the table and ate their dinner.

After they finished eating their dinner, Harold pushed his chair, stood up and said, "Papa Brown has prepared

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desserts.

I'll bring them over now." Adina waited for the desserts.

Perhaps because she had just returned from the hospital, her children showed her special attention.

She enjoyed their care gratefully.

Harold came out of the kitchen with a six-inch-tall chocolate and strawberry cake.

"Mommy, I asked the chef to especially prepare the strawberries.

I know you like strawberries." Harold placed the cake on the dining table.

He used a spoon and scooped a strawberry.

He brought the spoon to Adina's mouth.

It dropped on her tulle dress.

Her white tulle dress was stained with chocolate sauce.

It was a mess now.

"I am sorry, Mommy." Harold quickly took a tissue and wiped it clean.

He was a clumsy child.

He always spilled water on himself when drinking.

But he always apologized to Adina very innocently.

Suddenly, Harold was pushed away.

"Don't touch me!" Adina sprang up.

She stared at Harold coldly.

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