All Chapters of Mr. CEO, You Have to Marry My Mommy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Ace," Louis sighed as he lowered his phone from in front of his face. He didn't care if his conversation with Sky hadn't been over. Grace's feelings were his priority. Instead of responding, Grace turned to leave. Seeing that, Louis spontaneously jumped out of bed. "Ace, wait." He held her arm. "Please don't misunderstand. Just hear me out." "What else do I need to hear? Isn't it all clear?" Grace pushed Louis' hand off her arm. "You said you would handle that brat. But look at the reality! You two are getting closer. You even slept with her last night!" Her ragged breathing made the atmosphere even more tense. Louis shook his head slightly. His eyes narrowed in disbelief. "Are you jealous of a little girl? Come on, Ace. She's not even five." "Don't play dumb, Louis. Do you think I don't know? You're starting to think of her as your daughter. So what are you going to do after this? Leave me to marry her mother?" "Ace," Louis held Grace's shoulders and looked at her gently, "pl

"You're bleeding," Louis murmured as he examined Summer's hand. Summer glanced at her palm. Turned out, there were some scratches there. "Does it hurt?" Louis asked. Summer nodded. "But I've fallen a lot. That's why I carry plasters and antiseptic in my bag," she said between sobs. Louis smiled wryly. He took a look at Summer's knees. There were dust spots on her jumpsuit. "Come here. Sit." Louis, still half-kneeling, lifted the toddler onto his lap. With one hand, he rolled up her pants to her knees. As expected, he found scratches on her skin. "Are there any other injuries besides this?" he asked softly. Summer lifted one of her legs with furrowed brows. Her back was slightly hunched. "I think I have a hole in the sole of my foot. I accidentally stepped on something sharp. It hurts right down to the bone." Hearing that, Louis rushed to check. Finding the sole of her tiny foot full of red spots, he let out a sigh of relief. "Your foot doesn't have a hole, Summer

After breakfast, Louis took Summer to his study room. There, they sat facing each other. A book was spread out on the table, right in front of Louis. "What are we going to do here, Uncle? Are we going to play? Or are you going to teach me about business?" Summer smiled sweetly. Her hands were folded neatly under her chin. The table was indeed too high for her. "I'm here to help you," Louis said as he uncapped a pen. "Can you tell me the criteria of a father you want?" "What is criteria?" Summer tilted her head. "Criteria are standards or measurements used to determine something. In short, what kind of father do you want?" Summer's eyes lit up instantly. She thought Louis was learning to be a good father to her. "I want to have a father like you!" "Can you describe it in more detail? What do you like about me?" Summer pointed out her finger. "First, you are handsome and cool. You will make a good couple with Mommy, even though Mommy needs to dress up a little." Louis

"Since when did your mother write books?" Louis asked stiffly. Summer chuckled. "Isn't Mommy amazing? Since she gave birth to me, Mommy didn't want to bother Grandpa and Grandma. She said she could raise me on her own. That's why," she took a quick breath before continuing. "Mommy worked hard as a guide. In her spare time, she would make illustrations and write stories to make into books." Then, Summer touched several books in turn with her tiny finger. "These are the stories about Mommy's adventures when she was little. While this ...." Summer slid her hand over to another pile. Her name was written on the title. “This is the story of my adventure.” Louis was stunned again. He reached for the book Summer first showed him. A boy was pictured on the cover. As expected, the book told the story of Sky's adventures with Emily and himself in the past. His name was disguised. However, he knew very well that the boy in the story was him. “Why are you showing me these books?” Lou

Summer giggled at her appearance in the mirror. She looked so cool in her cowboy hat, blue plaid shirt, and leather vest that matched her brown boots. Plus, her pants were frilly, and her belt was shaped like a cow's head across her stomach. "Oh, this is the best outfit I've ever worn," she said, spreading her arms. Seeing her funny response, the clerk, who was helping her in the fitting room, smiled. "Our store is indeed the best in T City. But, Little Lady, you're not done yet. There's still a red scarf that you have to put on your neck." The young girl spread out the scarf that had been folded in half to form a triangle. With pleasure, Summer lifted her chin. "Please put it on for me, Miss," she asked politely. "With pleasure, Little Lady." As soon as the scarf was around her neck, Summer smiled proudly. She quickly ran outside, hoping to show Louis her appearance. But it turned out, Louis was still in the next fitting room. "Uncle Louis, why are you so slow? I'm alrea