All Chapters of Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal's Gone With The Money: Chapter 1011 - Chapter 1020

Travis could not help but wonder how that was considered adorable. Travis saw through Riley's intentions and warned her, "Don't even think about having kids.""I have reason to suspect you're just making excuses for your impotence." Riley was always skilled at stirring things up.Travis glared at her."I don't mean in that department. I mean your fertility. While you've always claimed it's because you don't want me to suffer, what if those are just excuses to hide your own impotence?" Riley clarified."You'll find my medical reports in the second cabinet by the window in the bedroom." Travis chose to back up his argument with facts.Unimpressed, Riley shot him a look and then went off to play with Isabella.Travis did not intervene either. Seeing them happily playing, he retreated to his home.That was called adorable.Inside, Isaiah was engrossed in a book. Travis had initially intended to go upstairs but stopped, saying to Isaiah, "Isaiah, Isabella, and your Auntie Riley ar

Meanwhile, Riley had pinned Travis against the wall and was smiling, radiating charm. "I told you not to worry. Isaiah can handle himself.""It's daytime now," Travis replied with a deep, husky voice."Can't we do it during the daytime?"Travis then proved to Riley that he was more than capable of doing it during the daytime.Just as Riley had said, Isaiah was reading his book in the yard, and whenever someone came looking for them, he would use their busy schedule as an excuse to keep them downstairs.As evening approached, after a day of energetic play, Isabella savored her dinner. Halfway through his meal, Isaiah, being quite self-aware, spoke up, "Auntie Riley, Uncle Travis, Isabella and I will be heading home tomorrow."Having accomplished his mission, he saw no reason to stay here. After all, adult time was important."Why?" Isabella's eyes held a hint of confusion. "I've made plans with Nick to play together tomorrow, and he even mentioned inviting other kids over to play

Isabella looked pitiful, and the more she thought about it, the sadder she became. "I can't think of a reason."Isaiah wanted to refuse, but he relented when he saw Isabella's eyes turning red as she tried to look cute and cry. "Okay, I'll help you. Go to bed and cover yourself with a blanket. I'll wake you up in the morning.""Okay! Thank you, Isaiah!" Isabella happily agreed.After saying that, she obediently went back to her room. When she closed the door, she waved to Isaiah with a smile.Isaiah waited until he was sure she was asleep, then closed his own door. After consideration, he sent a message to Jojo.[Isaiah: We're back home. Do you want to go to the aquarium together tomorrow?]Jojo replied almost instantly, [No.] Once he saw the response, Isaiah called Jojo. To be honest, he did not want to see Isabella so preoccupied with another boy. However, he could not bear seeing her crying, even if he knew she might be acting."What's up?" Jojo answered the phone, sounding

Isabella took a bite of the cake, her flawless, rosy cheeks glowing with innocence. "I know! Mommy was the bride, and Daddy was the groom when they married.""Correct," Isaiah affirmed."When I grow up, I want to marry Jojo!"Isaiah was surprised. "No, wait… Jojo will marry me… Jojo will marry into our family," Isabella corrected herself."You're only four years old," Isaiah recorded as he continued the conversation."I know, so I'm playing house with Jojo later. When I grow up, I'll have Mommy and Daddy go to Jojo's house with me to propose and bring Jojo home," Isabella said seriously.Isaiah wisely refrained from commenting.When Isabella and Jojo played house in the afternoon, he did not intervene. Instead, he chose to act as the videographer. Despite his young age, his skills were impressive, and what should have been a simple game of house felt like a big-screen production when he captured it.After the game, Isabella introduced Jojo to some nearby friends, casually men

"What is it?" Cynthia asked patiently, always gentle with her child."I met a little boy, Jojo. Mommy, he's super nice. He can cook and bake cakes, and he's really amazing." Isabella's eyes sparkled with excitement."Is that so?" Matthew chimed in.Isabella, without a hint of suspicion, nodded happily. "Mmhmm!""So, will he help you bear the punishment later?" Matthew had already guessed that she had not finished her assignments.Isabella exclaimed, "Daddy!"Why was Matthew so mean?Isabella promptly sought refuge in Cynthia's embrace, but Matthew gently took her back. "If your homework isn't done, even Mommy can't save you.""Mommy!" Isabella tried to pull Cynthia back.Cynthia held Isabella in her arms again. "Don't scare her."Matthew smiled. His gaze hinted at Cynthia as he moved closer to her, his warm breath brushing against her ear as he spoke in a low voice, "You can't spoil her. Are you willing to take her punishment this time?"The word 'punishment' was deliberatel