Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 1616: Shoulder Ride

After speaking, Willow Crawford pushed him away forcefully and ran off in a flash.

Watching her flee, Morgan Ashworth curled his thin lips into a smile.

...

Back in the car, Joy giggled, about to speak, but Willow quickly rushed over to cover her son’s small mouth, "You better not say anything."

Willow felt that Joy was always getting her into trouble.

Speeding all the way to the countryside, the family of three entered the strawberry field. Willow and Joy started picking strawberries. Joy picked a big, red strawberry and handed it to Willow, "Mommy, the tip of the strawberry is for you."

Joy was quite the gentleman, offering the tip of the strawberry to a lady.

Willow took a small bite, "Mm, this strawberry is so sweet, and it’s so juicy."

Joy also took a small bite, "Mm, it’s really delicious."

With that, Joy handed the strawberry’s bottom part to Morgan Ashworth behind them, "Daddy, this part of the strawberry is for you."

Willow, "..."

How could President Ashworth eat the bottom part of a strawberry, especially the leftovers from her and Joy?

Willow took the bottom part of the strawberry from Joy’s hand and picked another big, red strawberry to place in Joy’s hand, "Joy, give this one to your Daddy."

Morgan Ashworth walked over; while the mother and son were picking strawberries, he was the one holding the basket or driving. He served this mother and son the whole time.

As the mother and son squatted, he lifted his dress pants and knelt on one knee, then lowered his head, directly eating the bottom part of the strawberry from Willow’s hand.

"I don’t want the new one from Joy’s hand, I only want the bottom part from your hand," he said with a smile.

Wow, Joy covered his eyes again, "Daddy and Mommy are so in love."

"President Ashworth, you..."

Morgan Ashworth lowered his voice, whispering in her ear, "If we’re putting on an act, we should do it thoroughly. Didn’t you say you didn’t want our son to know about us? Now we are a couple, a loving couple. Look how happy our son is."

Willow looked at her son’s smiling face, her heart softened. She took the strawberry from Joy’s hand and offered it to Morgan’s lips, "President Ashworth, here, you can have this too."

Willow meant to keep up with the act.

Morgan Ashworth held her small hand and ate the strawberry in her gaze.

Willow felt that he managed to eat the strawberry in a sort of... suggestive way. She wanted to pull her hand back, but he gently nibbled on her fingertip.

This ambiguous little gesture made Willow’s face blush red; she suspected he did it on purpose, yet she had no evidence.

She withdrew her small hand, "Joy, let’s pick strawberries over there, there are many more."

"Okay Mommy, Daddy, hurry and follow us," Joy didn’t forget to call to his Daddy.

The family of three picked strawberries for a while and then went up the mountain to pick cherries. The cherries were on trees and too high for Joy to reach.

"Daddy, can you give me a piggyback ride?"

Joy wanted to sit on his Daddy’s shoulders, but he was afraid his Daddy would scold him, as his Daddy was usually strict.

Sure enough, Morgan furrowed his brows, "Little one, you’re short yourself, so why should I pay for your lack of height?"

Joy pouted, "Daddy, I’m still little; when I grow up I’ll be taller than you for sure."

Willow glanced at Morgan Ashworth, "President Ashworth, why are you so harsh on your son? When he asks for a piggyback ride, you should just give him one!"