Chapter 688

By the time the man had looked in that direction, Naomi and Bryson had left. "Mr. Ludwig." A middle-aged man cautiously called out to Brendan. Brendan collected himself and calmly got into the car. When the car drove past the mall, he couldn't hold back from looking at the spot from earlier. He might have just seen the woman he wanted to meet the most. It felt like she was near him. … At 10:00 pm, Bryson was asleep as Naomi carried him home. "Oh my gosh! My little sweetheart, you might catch a cold!" Christine hurried over when she saw Bryson in Naomi's arms. She took him and wrapped him in a blanket she had grabbed from the couch, worried that he might catch a cold. Dennis emerged from the second floor. Seeing him, Naomi's expression crumpled. "Dennis Goodwin, are you not embarrassed to come home?" Then, her expression lightened as she reminded him, "Come back to work tomorrow." He knitted his brows and pressed a hand on his chest. "I feel unwell lately. I need a check-up