Marriage Contract: Love Game With CEO - Chapter 370 Extra Story I Want Victor (Part One)

On Victor’s birthday, the gifts and cards sent in from his fans were everywhere. The three kids; Alick, Elissa, and Ray, surrounded the pile of colorful presents as they crazily unwrapped them for Victor.

“Mommy, I want to be an actress too!” Elissa announced proudly. “Then I can receive a lot of gifts!”

“Elissa…” Lucas felt speechless. “What a great dream!”

“You’d better not be an actress.” Ray patted Elissa’s head. ‘She’s so cute! I want to hide her from the world forever,’ Ray thought as he looked at Elissa with love.

“Why not?” Elissa responded, holding a bag of snacks tightly.

“You can stay at home. I’ll raise you,” Ray answered dotingly.

The adults stood aside, exchanging glances with each other.

“Hiss…” Taking a deep breath, Lucas said, “Ray knows how to make girls happy.”

“That’s my boy!” Barry pinched his nose jokingly and walked towards Selah, who had a swollen belly.

“Elissa is so lucky.” Mary smiled warmly and said, “It seems that Ray will be my son-in-law. I like him!”

“I like him, too.” With a wide smile, William

, I may know the reason why Ena likes you so much,” William said seriously. “Maybe she thinks of you more as a…”

“Father!” Barry blurted.

“Hahaha…”

All of them burst into laughter except Victor. He scratched his jaw while in deep thought. ‘I don’t look old though! There’s no generation gap between me and Ena! Humph, these old men are really jealous!’ Victor thought with disdain.

The group of friends didn’t return home until it was very late. After they left, Victor and Ena settled into their new home.

“I have some documents to deal with. Go to take a shower, I’ll be right there.” Victor kissed Ena’s forehead.

“Okay.” A thought crossed Ena’s mind. Before she could stop herself, she called out in a sing-song voice, “Uncle…”

Victor stopped in his tracks, staring at her in surprise. “What did you just call me?”

“Uncle!” Ena didn’t think there was something wrong at all. She shook Victor’s arm like a child, looking up at him through her lashes. “Victor, you are ten years older than me. Of course, I will call you Uncle. Uncle! Uncle!”