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Suddenly becoming a mum!

At the age of five, Lillian realized that she was cannon fodder for the rise of the main character of the novel 'My loyal hubby'. To avoid her tragic end, she decides to make MC her new BFF. Lillian decides to become the personal matchmaker of MC and ML. With all her strength, she defends the lovers against the remaining villains of the novel. With only one thought in mind - stay alive! But all of a sudden when Lillian thinks she has finally escaped her tragedy, MC and ML die in a plane crash and leaving Lillian their son. Together with ML's older brother, a cold, bossy CEO, Lillian has to take care of little Adrien. Join Lillian on her usual journey as a mother and wife.

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There was a threatening smile on Alexandre's lips as he let himself sink back into the sofa. "I don't know if I should throw you out now." He confessed with a deep wrinkle hissing his eyebrows. "Or should I rather teach you how to behave."

"Since behavior is the only option that allows me to remain as your guest. I choose option B." Claudio leaned back into the soft cushion.

"This isn't ''Who Wants to Be a Millionaire'." A hint of amusement dances across Lady de Carvoisin's face.

"You realize the more you spread your claws, the more interesting you are to me, kitten." Snorted Claudio.

"I hope you realize that if you continue to behave so rudely in my house, you're finished." Alexandre shook his head and rushed down the now cold tea. Meanwhile, wishing for something stronger. A glass of cognac, rum or vodka. Later he would give his friend a piece of advice. But now was not the right time. After all, there was a lady present. Though she did not behave like one. Her tongue was like a sharp sword, always ready to attack. He didn't know what to think.

The manner his wife and the boy were behaving around her... The two seemed to cherish her. Still he decided to observe, though he didn't feel comfortable doing so.

His eyes hardly widened at all when he looked at her, but nothing else changed. His face remained firm. "Lady de Carvoisin, it is very late. I would like to offer you to be our guest for tonight. But you are still an unmarried lady. It is not proper. Without a chaperone."

She smiled. "Of course. But first I'd like to say goodbye to your wife, if you don't mind."

"Of course..."

"Why such politeness?! It doesn't suit you." Claudio whispered wickedly.

Pissed, Alexandre closed his eyes and suppressed the upcoming groan. Could this man never shut up when he was supposed to. What was wrong with him today?

Claudio leaned forward, his gaze was full of expectations when he looked over to his new toy. But this one did not pay him any attention. Ignoring him and staring straight at Alexandre. "I'm going to enjoy my tea until the Madame will return. You may continue your work if you still have something to do. Don't feel obliged to entertain me."

Alexandre nodded. "Then we'll apologize, Lady de Carvoisin." But before he got up he paused once more. "Shall I have a car come for you to take you home?"

"That would be very nice."

"But of course. It's a pleasure to be of service. Well, I'll excuse myself. I'll see you tomorrow, Mademoiselle. Have a safe journey home. Good night, Mademoiselle."

Alexandre stood up and wanted to take Claudio with him, who made no effort to stand up.

But suddenly he settled down on the floor, knelt beside the beautiful woman taking her delicate hand.

Confusion was written all over Lionelle's face. Confusion which Claudio used for himself before she had the chance to pull her hand away from him. He gently kissed her knuckles. "To our soon reunion, mademoiselle." Admiration flashed up in his eyes as he put her hand to his chest. She could feel a throbbing beat. His heart, wildly beating beneath her hand.

The girl gasped for breath. That jerk! But before she could make another move, he had already jumped up and hurried out of the room. Alexandre lowered his head apologetically before turning away and leaving the room.