Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 389: Hope that every birthday in the future has you...
"So generous?" Malcom Moore retorted, his eyes deep as he spoke, "Then who was the one who was so jealous just now, wishing to throw all those women into outer space?"
"Who was jealous?" Serena Sterling glared, "Malcom Moore, I’m telling you seriously, I wasn’t jealous at all!"
"Mhm, you weren’t jealous." Malcom chuckled, looking at Serena affectionately, and suddenly changed the topic, "Luna, today is my birthday, what do you plan to give me?"
Being asked about the gift, Serena Sterling’s momentum was suddenly cut off.
She looked at Malcom, hesitatingly said, "I... I knitted a scarf for you, I didn’t buy anything else."
Saying that, Serena took out the scarf she had knitted by herself from her bag, "Though it’s not something valuable, it’s the first time I’ve knitted a scarf for a man. If you don’t like it..."
"Who said I don’t like it, I like it a lot!" Malcom said as he took the scarf from Serena’s hands.
Looking at the red scarf in his hands, Malcom immediately wrapped it around his neck without thinking, his eyes filled with joy, clearly, he genuinely liked it.
Seeing this, Serena naturally felt very happy.
She looked at Malcom, playfully said, "Malcom, it’s so hot here, why are you wearing it, take it off quickly!"
Saying that, Serena reached out, intending to personally take off the scarf from around Malcom’s neck.
The weather in River City was a bit chilly, so she had knitted this scarf for him.
But she didn’t mean for him to wear it right now!
This restaurant had the heating on, wasn’t he silly!
"Luna, don’t move, I like wearing it, this is something you personally knitted for me." Malcom stopped Serena’s actions, reaching out to hold her soft hand again.
He looked deeply into Serena’s eyes, his voice magnetic and charming as he said, "Luna, thank you. It’s your thoughtfulness, I really like it. It makes me happier than any of those other mundane things."
Serena shyly lowered her head, "As long as you like it."
"Mhm, I like it very much." Malcom’s gaze was fervent as he looked at Serena, then changed the topic, "However, more than this, I hope you can give me another more meaningful gift."
Serena looked up, gazing at the man, "What?"
Today was his birthday, as long as he mentioned it and she could manage it, she would definitely try her best to satisfy him.
Serena thought so, but the next second, the man’s words made her blush instantly, only wanting to throw this man, who was overwhelmed with desires, out of sight to see serenity.
When Serena asked, Malcom immediately looked at her, seriously saying, "Luna, it’s actually quite simple, just give yourself to me!"
Serena blushed deeply, glaring at Malcom, "Malcom Moore, what on earth do you have in your mind? Could you... could you be a bit more normal?"
Malcom laughed, playing with Serena’s little hand with his long fingers, "What I have in mind is what a normal man wants. Luna, if a man doesn’t want to do something with his girlfriend, that’s what’s truly abnormal."
After speaking, Malcom seriously asked, "Luna, could it be possible?"
Serena refused, "No way."
"Alright then." Malcom looked helpless...
Afterward, the two enjoyed a warm meal and drinks, with Malcom as usual, taking great care of Serena.
When they finished eating and left the restaurant, both of them were slightly tipsy.
Serena looked at Malcom, speaking with a slur, "Malcom, today is your birthday, how can there be no cake?"
After she spoke, before Malcom could say anything, she boldly took his hand, "Let’s go, let’s buy a cake."
Malcom held Serena’s small hand in return, affectionately saying, "Alright, let’s go buy a cake, whatever Luna wants, we’ll get that one."
Hand in hand, the two crossed the bustling road, went to a cake shop across the street, and bought a small but very intricate mousse cake.
After leaving the cake shop, since Malcom’s bachelor apartment wasn’t far, they walked to Malcom’s bachelor apartment.
Once inside the apartment, they did not turn on the lights.
By the bright moonlight from outside and the shimmering night view, Serena placed the cake on the table, then looked at Malcom, "Malcom, where’s your lighter?"
Malcom gracefully reached into his pants pocket and took out a lighter, "Here."
Serena took it, and lit the candles she’d casually bought on the way with one hand.
Under the candlelight, the girl looked delicate and charming.
Serena picked up a birthday hat and looked towards Malcom with a somewhat queenly demeanor, "Malcom, come on, put this on."
Malcom did not refuse, nor did he reach out. Instead, he walked to Serena’s side, lowering his head.
Serena put the birthday hat on Malcom’s head and commanded, "Sit nicely over there first."
Malcom cooperatively, obediently sat down.
Serena opened the cake box on the table, carefully taking out the cake, and inserted the birthday candles one by one, satisfyingly exclaimed, "How about it, aren’t I amazing?"
Malcom nodded, chuckling indulgently, "Mhm, my Luna is the best!"
Serena laughed, "Then since that’s the case, let’s sing the birthday song, make a wish, and blow out the candles."
Malcom, under the candlelight, suddenly spoke with emotion, looking at the smiling girl, "Luna, after today, I will be twenty-six years old."
"Mhm, mhm." Serena nodded, "Then happy twenty-sixth birthday to you!"
"Luna, did you know? After I turned seven, I never had a birthday that made me this happy again." Malcom’s eyes took on a hint of sadness.
He looked at Serena and said faintly, "When my mom passed away, I was only seven years old, and that day happened to be my birthday. It was because she was with me to celebrate my birthday, and took me to the amusement park that the accident happened. I watched the car hit my mom flying, blood dyed the ground red. I stood there blankly, frightened, not knowing what to do."
This was the first time Serena heard Malcom talk about his family. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Knowing that the man in front of her lost his mom at the age of seven, and that it was on his birthday, and he witnessed the accident scene himself, Serena couldn’t help but feel heartbroken.
She looked at the man, unsure how to comfort him, could only sit beside him, giving him a big hug.
Malcom gratefully returned her embrace, holding her fully, and continued, "When mom passed away, I was only seven, and at that time, my father Charles Moore couldn’t bear mom’s passing, and drowned in alcohol daily at the bars, while every night, I was startled awake by nightmares, crying alone until dawn."
