Please Take Me Home, Daddy - Chapter 561: Chapter 561

Milo Wright looked down at the man, holding a tray in one hand.
He was wearing a black silk shirt, and his muscles were almost out of breath. His skin was specially tanned, which made him healthy and handsome. His facial features were very deep, and he looked extremely wild and beautiful.
Like a lazy leopard.
By contrast, the Mediterranean man looks like a rotten short wax gourd before his pasta.
The man was afraid to step back an ounce. He felt the sharp difference in height and frowned in disgust, "I didn't say anything about you. What's your hurry?"
Milo Wright put his hand in his pocket and said coldly, "Did you just say Laura? ?"
His expression changed slightly and he was even more confused, "Did I say Laura? "I'm talking about Laura's anti-fans. I'm a fan of Laura. Look, I'm still wearing her photo."
Milo Wright looked down and saw Laura's cute smiling face on his big belly.
It was even deformed.
He frowned in disgust and said, "I'm sorry. I made a mistake."
The man breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head with a smile, "No need. You look like you are both Laura's fans like me. I have to go now."
Looking at the man's back, Milo Wright bent his back and was a little worried.
It's better not to be a star in the future.
It was good to have fans, but there were also such strange fans who looked like they had dirty brains.
Milo Wright went straight to Laura.
The man furtively looked back at Milo Wright.
Seeing that Milo Wright had left, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly huddled in his chair to change clothes.
He took out a coat from his backpack skillfully, put on a hat and black-rimmed glasses, and ate with his head down.
Covered up the iconic Mediterranean, like a different person.
He needs to find another time.
Hearing what Laura said, Milo Wright's face darkened. She looked around the restaurant but didn't find the man and sneered, "Maybe he has left."
Bert said with a gloomy face, "He'd better leave now. Otherwise, I will never let him go."
Antonio frowned and said, "None of us can leave Laura for too long. She is an artist anyway."
Laura was very happy, "Thank you, Mr. Wilson and Uncle Bert! I'll be fine! I can also protect myself!"
Antonio looked at her distressedly and gently stroked her head, "You don't have to thank me in the future. This is what I should do."
Laura blinked and felt warm when she saw his sharp eyes sweeping around the room.
She's lucky to have so many people around.
I'm happy too.
Seeing Laura's smile full of pasta, the bald man couldn't help but clench his fork.
Why is she so happy?
She must have spoken ill of him behind his back, thinking he was a pervert or something!
This brat really let him down! !!
She thought, "Fortunately, he fought with his anti-fans and kept fighting for me. He finally plucked up the courage to meet my pasta, but I didn't expect him to be so indifferent to me!"
He must let Laura see him!
Laura returned to her seat, and the man sat with his back to them.
She shook her little feet and said, "I want to eat cake."
Bert and Antonio said in unison, "No!"
Milo Wright frowned and said, "You won't even give your child a cake. What's wrong with you?"
Laura also pouted, "That's right! I want to eat cake, but you don't give me any!"
Bert put on a face like Daddy and Robert, "Have you eaten the staple food and then have the cake?" I don't want any more teeth."
After saying that, he and Antonio looked at Milo Wright reproachfully.
Milo Wright was enlightened and realized that a kiddo couldn't eat too much sweet food, "Then you really can't."
Laura pouted and said, "You are not firm at all!"
Hearing this, the bald man's anger dissipated a little. He flattered Laura and poked her on the back.
Laura turned around.
He handed her the strawberry cake and said, "Lala, this is for you."
He deliberately lowered his voice and hid his hands in the long sleeves, "I can't eat pasta myself. I have one more. Here you are."
Laura blinked and felt that he looked a little familiar.
Bert poked his head out and noticed the strange behavior of this man. He became alert and said in a friendly tone, "Sir, thank you for your kindness, but no need. Laura can't eat food from strangers. Please understand."
Then he exchanged positions with Laura, and there was a cold light in his eyes.
What kind of guy dares to feed his child?
I don't know. It's kind of borderline.
The bald guy clenched his fists.
What do you mean he doesn't know her?
He's a stranger?
He's not a stranger!
He's a big fan of Laura!
I've loved her since the first moment I saw her!
He thought, "Great! Laura didn't defend me just now. I'm so kind!"
He'll take it down a notch!!
He looked back at them sullenly.
Milo Wright still had lingering fears about what just happened and asked Laura, "What kind of attitude did the pervert you just saw have towards you?" Could you be a little more specific?
The bald guy pricked up his ears.
Talking about him!
Laura scratched her head in distress and said, "Mr. Wilson seems to have an unstable temper. He was good at first, but suddenly he treated me badly. I don't like that kind of person."
The bald guy was speechless. !!"
His knuckles were crunching.
You don't like it?
Why didn't she like him? !!
Why doesn't she like him?
He glared back at Laura.
Laura didn't notice him at first, but she suddenly felt an aggressive gaze coming from the man.
Her heart trembled.
The whites of the man's big pasta were exposed. He was aggressive and his face turned red, which made her feel creepy. Looking carefully again, she recognized who he was!
It's that pervert! !!
Antonio noticed that Laura was unhappy and asked tentatively, "What's wrong with you?"
Laura was reflexively frightened. She still remembered that she had been kidnapped and abused in the basement a while ago, so she couldn't calm down.
She subconsciously reached out and grabbed Antonio's palm, sweating. Then she lowered her voice and said, "That man is in front of me."
Antonio trembled and subconsciously looked at Bert for the pasta.
Bert was puzzled by his glare. "What?"
Laura shook her head in horror and said, "It's the pasta."
She lowered her voice to a very low level, "Just now after I said that he was not good, this man suddenly glared at me. I didn't notice him changing his clothes at the first time, but I recognized him immediately when he stared at me, which was kind of scary!"
The three men suddenly became alert and looked at the man neatly.
It's him?!