Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 1613: Call Me Husband

Willow Crawford quickly walked over to Joy, "Joy, this sister is not... not something you can just have, are you bored? Mommy can play with you."

The little one looked at mommy innocently and said in a sweet voice, "Mommy plays with daddy, I will play with the little sister."

Willow, "..."

At this moment, Morgan Ashworth curved his lips and approvingly looked at the little one. This son was not raised in vain; he stood by him when it mattered, "Ethan Ashworth, regarding having a little sister, I have no objections."

What?

Willow Crawford looked at Morgan Ashworth in shock, meaning what are you doing?

"It all depends on whether your mommy’s belly is cooperative; if it is, you should have a little sister soon."

The little one jumped up joyfully, "Mommy’s belly is very cooperative, I was born from mommy! Mommy, tonight you should sleep with daddy and make a baby."

Willow, "..."

She smiled awkwardly, this matter can’t be rushed, can’t be rushed.

Morgan Ashworth shrugged and walked out; Willow Crawford squatted down and gently whispered brainwashing words to the little one, "Joy, don’t talk about this matter anymore. Your daddy... your daddy is very busy; he doesn’t have time to make a baby with mommy. Be good, let’s not pressure daddy."

...

The family of three finally set off on their travel plans, Morgan Ashworth was driving in the front, while Willow Crawford and Ethan Ashworth sat in the back seat.

"Daddy, mommy, can we go to the countryside to pick strawberries? I saw other kids picking them, and they said the strawberries there are big and sweet." The little one gestured with his hands.

Willow knew the little one wasn’t so much interested in the tastiness of the strawberries; he was just envious of others picking them. She said to Morgan Ashworth in the front, "President Ashworth, let’s go play in the nearby countryside."

Morgan Ashworth glanced at the navigation, "The countryside nearby is still three to four hours away by car; we might not make it back tonight."

"President Ashworth, are you busy?" Willow Crawford naturally asked about the President’s schedule, not wanting to waste his time.

Morgan Ashworth shook his head, "Not busy, spending time with my son is more important."

The little one was utterly moved, "Daddy is the best."

"President Ashworth, it’ll be hard on you to drive then," Willow politely said.

Then the little one curiously looked at Willow Crawford, "Mommy, why do you call daddy President Ashworth? This title seems so distant, like you and daddy are strangers."

Willow, "..."

At first, she felt her son loved her dearly, but now she feels like ever since he got her as his mommy, his heart leaned towards Morgan Ashworth, often saying things that put her in a difficult position.

Sure enough, the little one continued, "Mommy, you should call daddy husband!"

Husband...

Morgan Ashworth glanced at Willow Crawford through the rearview mirror.

Willow just happened to look up at him, and their eyes met.

Willow awkwardly shifted her gaze away first, raising her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, lightly coughed, "Joy, your daddy is the President now; you can’t call him randomly."

"It’s okay, you can call me like that when no one’s around," Morgan Ashworth suddenly said.

Willow suddenly looked up at Morgan Ashworth.

Morgan Ashworth slowly curved his lips, "Call me husband, let me hear."

Willow was petrified in the wind.

The little one clapped his hands, enjoying the drama, "Husband! Husband! Mommy, quickly call him!"