Chapter 1192: That Woman Returned?

At least, the once desolate and gloomy mountainside villa had become much livelier and more popular.

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Meanwhile… When Little Lorne Jackson heard the words "bed-wetting," he immediately sat up, emotionally agitated, with his face turning red as he explained.

"I... I don't wet the bed!" the little guy's face was all red as he emphasized!

He wasn't wetting the bed, he just couldn't hold it in.

"Okay okay, you don't wet the bed; you don't wet the bed. Daddy was just teasing you!" Michelle Campbell covered her lips and chuckled, then soothed her son.

Hearing her say that, the little guy then pouted and lay back down.

After giving the little brat a disdainful look, Samuel Noah Jackson turned and went into the bathroom.

Michelle Campbell sighed, then slowly walked over to the Big Bed and sat down.

"Lorne, you can't make Daddy angry anymore, okay?" Michelle Campbell leaned down and gently looked at the adorable little guy beside her.