Chapter 189

Giselle had been in a great mood these past few days, and even her gaze toward Muffin had grown much more affectionate.

"Muffin, come here, let Mommy hold you," Giselle said, her voice gentle.

The nanny, looking worried, passed Muffin to Giselle.

"Mrs. Hawthorne, Muffin might be getting sleepy right now," she reminded softly.

Giselle's eyes turned cold. "What, I can't even hold my own child withou