Chasing his wife is shameless, the CEO kneels outside the door again

"No! My child, she is my child..." Vera wailed, with deep helplessness in her voice.

This was a mother who was forced to be separated from her child just after giving birth. The sound of her grief echoed around her, and even the usually stern bodyguard was moved.

Victor went upstairs with his baby daughter in his arms. He would not hear anything Vera said.

The little princess started crying after a while, she must be hungry.

This was not a problem for Victor, he had already found all kinds of nannies at home.

"Come here, feed the baby." Victor casually pointed at one of the wet nurses.

The nanny quickly stepped forward, carefully picked up the little princess, and put her round member into her mouth.

But the child just refused to suck. Not only did he refuse to suck, he cried even harder.

Victor paid a lot of money to hire the wet nurse. If the child refused to nurse, then this good job would definitely be ruined.

So the wet nurse patiently coaxed the little princess, "Baby, be good and drink some."

But no matter how much the nanny tried to coax, the little princess just refused to open her mouth and take a sip.

Victor's heart almost broke when he saw his daughter crying so heartbrokenly, "Feed the other one."

The substitute nanny quickly stepped forward. She must seize this great opportunity and make her fall in love with drinking her own milk. Will there be any less benefits in the future?

So the second wet nurse also tried her best to coax the little princess to drink milk.

But the little princess still didn't buy her account.

Then the second, third, and tenth wet nurse came into battle, but the little princess refused to drink the milk of any of them.

And while she was crying, the little princess was tired and fell asleep all of a sudden.

Seeing his hungry daughter crying herself to sleep, Victor felt terribly distressed and wished he could throw all these useless things out to feed the dogs.

The ten wet nurses looked at the murderous Victor, and they were all frightened to death. Now that they didn't have the money, they didn't know whether their lives could be saved.

"Squeeze milk into the bottles one by one." Victor shouted sternly.

The wet nurses suddenly realized, hey, the little princess refused to suckle, so if they directly expressed the milk to feed her, she would definitely drink it.

Each of the wet nurses was actively expressing milk, hoping that the little princess would like their own milk, so that she would only drink her own milk from now on.

After the wet nurses finished milking, the little princess woke up from hunger again and burst into tears.

The wet nurses lined up and put the bottles in their hands into the little princess's mouth.

The little princess refused to drink from the first bottle, and she still refused to drink from the second bottle. From the third, fourth, and up to the tenth bottle, the little princess still refused to take a sip.

At this moment, Victor's face was livid, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with this group of wet nurses.

"They are all a bunch of trash, get out of here!" Victor roared.

The wet nurses were so frightened that they could hardly walk and ran away.

At this time the housekeeper spoke, "President, maybe the little princess is used to the taste of Miss Vera's milk, so she is resistant to other people's milk. Otherwise, let's call Miss Vera in..."

What the butler said as Victor thought about it seemed to make sense.

Is this little guy really addicted to her mother's breasts? It seems that this little mouth is really big enough.

"Try soaking in milk powder first." Victor ordered.

He just didn't want to let Vera in so soon.

The housekeeper followed Victor's instructions and quickly prepared a cup of slightly warm milk and brought it to the little princess's mouth.

But the little princess still refused to drink a drop. She cried at the top of her lungs, with long tears on her face. It was really heartbreaking to watch.

Victor really couldn't bear to see his daughter go hungry, so he ordered the housekeeper, "Go and call the woman at the door."

The housekeeper went downstairs immediately.

Vera saw the door open and the housekeeper came out.

"Butler, please, help me beg for mercy. I want to see my daughter."

The housekeeper quickly helped Vera up, "Miss Vera, the president has agreed to let you in."

"What?" Vera was overjoyed, "He really agreed?" Vera seemed unable to believe it.

"It's true, absolutely true." The butler replied affirmatively.

"Okay, let's go in." Vera had just finished giving birth and had been kneeling in the heavy snow for so long. As soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy.

As the world spun around, she suddenly lost her balance and fell backwards.

The bodyguard quickly caught Vera who was about to fall.

"Miss Vera, are you okay?" The housekeeper was shocked.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go in quickly."

As soon as Vera entered the door, she heard the heart-rending cry of the little princess, which made her heart ache.

"Baby, don't cry, mommy is here." Vera said as she went upstairs.

When she got upstairs, Vera saw Victor, paused, and then walked forward again.

On the princess bed, the little princess was crying loudly.

"The child is hungry, please feed her milk." Victor said.

"Okay." Vera was about to pick up the baby, but she put her hand down again.

"What? You don't want to breastfeed?" Victor was confused by her behavior.

"No, my hands are too cold. I'm afraid of freezing the baby. Please bring me a hot water bottle to cover it." As soon as Vera finished speaking, Victor handed the hot water bottle to her.

Vera's cold hands soon became warm.

She quickly picked up the little princess, untied her coat, and stuffed her softness into the baby's mouth. The little princess's crying suddenly stopped.

The small milk bag in her arms sucked milk desperately, causing Vera's chest to feel a little painful.

But when she saw the little cutie sucking milk obediently, she felt extremely satisfied.

The little baby finally finished drinking the milk and burped with satisfaction.

Victor's face looked a little better after seeing that his daughter had eaten and drank enough.

Vera arranged her clothes, not knowing whether she should leave or not, and cast questioning eyes on Victor.

"I can allow you to stay." As soon as Victor opened his mouth, he gave Vera a big surprise.

what did he say? He said he allowed himself to stay? You are not dreaming.

Seeing Vera's disbelieving look, Victor continued, "It's just that I have one condition."

"What conditions?" Vera blurted out.

As long as she can stay with her daughter and watch her grow up day by day, she is willing even if it requires her to go to the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire.

"You can only exist in this family as the child's wet nurse."

Victor paused and continued, "In other words, you can never tell your child that you are her biological mother."

Vera's beautiful brows suddenly frowned, and she knew that he would definitely try his best to torture her.

"It's up to you whether you agree or not. If you insist on disobeying me and telling the truth to your child, then, what do you think I will do?" Victor gave her a meaningful look.

Vera felt a chill. She couldn't guess his method, but she knew it would be cruel.

"I will exile you to Siberia. I will let you stay far away from your daughter and live alone there for the rest of your life." Victor said each word slowly.