Ranaway From Wedding, Fell into Tycoon's Love Trap

Chapter 1252: You Hold Our Son, I Hold You

Easton Holmes kept at it until midnight before he finally settled down, while Lily Turner was so exhausted she fell into a deep sleep. Seeing how he had worn her out, he felt a pang of guilt and pulled her into his arms, "Baby! I’ll be more careful next time."

He lowered his head to plant a kiss between her brows, pulling his arms tighter around the woman in his embrace.

Easton Holmes always promised to be careful next time, but whenever he held Lily Turner, he couldn’t help himself, completely driven by desire.

Time and again he’d promise to be careful next time, and time and again he’d lose control.

Easton Holmes lost control repeatedly, to the point where Lily Turner felt her legs go weak at the sight of the bed. Yet she didn’t have the strength to resist him, as she was always exhausted after he wore her out.

Where there’s pressure, there’s resistance. A certain woman decided to rise up and resist a certain man, yet the outcome of her resistance was always failure. Nonetheless, the woman didn’t give up.

The woman would fight and fail repeatedly, yet she fought on...

"Darling! Come here!"

Seeing his wife deliberately avoid him at a distance, Easton Holmes felt quite displeased, and beckoned his wife to come over with a raised hand.

Lily Turner refused outright without any second thought, "No way, I’m just fine here with Anan."

While speaking, she reached out to pick up her son from the sofa and sat him on her lap, preventing Easton Holmes from coming over with any mischief.

The woman’s thoughts were plainly written on her face, and Easton Holmes could see through them clearly. He got up and sat beside his wife and son, "Son! How about letting daddy hold you for a bit?"

After speaking, he reached out to hug the son in Lily Turner’s arms, but his hand grasped only air.

"Anan said no."

As Easton Holmes approached, alarm bells rang in Lily Turner’s mind. At the moment he tried to pick "Anan" up, she slid sideways holding Anan, creating some distance from him.

By then, little Anan was nodding, and when Lily Turner looked down, she saw it by chance and immediately became excited. She pointed at her son sitting on her lap and exclaimed, "Look, Anan nodded."

Her son was so cute, even knowing to ’cooperate’ with his mom.

Following the direction of Lily Turner’s hand, Easton Holmes looked at little Anan; little Anan seemed to feel the gaze of his own father, lifting his head to meet his dad’s eyes.

"Anan nodding meant he wanted me to hold him." Although he hadn’t seen the earlier nodding, Easton Holmes didn’t miss little Anan looking at him.

"Of course not." Lily Turner picked up little Anan from her lap, letting him stand on her legs, facing her. "Son! Tell mommy, do you want to let..."

Easton Holmes suddenly moved over, and before Lily Turner could react, he had already wrapped his arm around her, "Stop asking our son, you hold him, I’ll hold you."

He glanced at her, raising his other hand to tease little Anan, "Son! Call Daddy!"

He gently tapped little Anan’s cheek, finding the chubby little guy irresistibly adorable.

"Anan is only a little over seven months old; how can he possibly call daddy? Besides, if he starts calling, he should first call mommy, since I was the one who gave birth to him with all my hard work." Lily Turner smugly raised her eyebrow, as if little Anan had already called her mom.

Easton Holmes pulled her closer in his arms, leaning into the smug woman’s ear, "Well, it was my hard work before you could give birth to this little guy."