The Villain Mom Awakens — Going Viral by Parenting on a Reality Show-Chapter 87: Naomi Kenway, I’m Begging You to Have a Daughter

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Naomi Kenway, I’m Begging You to Have a Daughter

Ethan Shaw’s gaze landed on the man’s camera. He spoke slowly, "Could I see the photos you just took?"

The young man thought things were taking a turn for the better and delightedly handed over his camera. "Of course, of course!"

Naomi Kenway didn’t understand Ethan Shaw’s intentions. She took Ian from his arms.

Ethan Shaw took the camera. The scene seemed to freeze for a moment. He paused for a second before handing it back to the young man. "These are very well shot. I was wondering if you could have the photos delivered to my home after you get them developed? I’ll pay you for them."

Ethan Shaw gave him the address, and the man couldn’t hide the shock on his face.

’What does it mean to own a manor in the most prime real estate area? This stunningly attractive family must be incredibly wealthy and influential. And I actually just recommended they come model for my company?’

The man collected himself. "...Okay, okay."

Naomi Kenway’s family got into the car. She was still the one driving, with Ethan Shaw in the passenger seat and Ian in his car seat in the back.

Normally, Naomi Kenway would take her son shopping at the mall or to the park to unwind. But now, with an extra person in the car, she was hesitant. "Ethan Shaw, do you want to go shopping with us? I’ve already promised Ian. If you want to come, we can all go together."

Ethan Shaw looked at her, curious about the other option. "And if I don’t want to go?"

"Then you can get out of the car now and wait for Uncle Warren to pick you up."

Naomi Kenway’s personality had changed drastically. It wasn’t just her behavior; she had also become a bit more cold-hearted.

"Just drive," Ethan Shaw said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "To the mall."

The mall was paradise; no joy could compare to shopping. Naomi Kenway first headed straight for the children’s section to pick out clothes for her son. She loved dressing him up to look handsome and cute. ’It’s a shame Ian isn’t a girl,’ she thought, ’otherwise I could satisfy my urge to braid little pigtails.’

Her gaze shifted, and a princess dress caught her eye. Its white lace trim looked utterly ethereal.

Naomi Kenway was tempted. She pulled Ian Shaw over to her side. "Ian, do you think this dress is pretty?"

"It’s pretty! But the dress is so small. It’s for a little kid. Mommy can’t fit into it."

"Mommy’s not going to wear this princess dress. Mommy wants *you* to wear it."

Ian Shaw’s eyes went wide, filled with confusion.

"When we were on the show, Mommy was so envious watching that beautiful little princess, Carina. Ian, won’t you fulfill Mommy’s wish, please?"

Ian Shaw hugged the princess dress, looking at Ethan Shaw for help.

"Don’t look at your dad, he’s a stick-in-the-mud!"

In the end, Ian Shaw was pushed into the fitting room.

Ian Shaw had inherited the best features from both Ethan Shaw and Naomi Kenway. His face was already exquisitely delicate, and in the princess dress, he looked unbelievably beautiful. The only problem was... the princess’s hair was a bit short.

Ian was very shy, his cheeks slightly flushed.

Naomi Kenway then had a sales associate bring over a wig for Ian to wear. She looked him over again and again, her longing for a daughter finally, temporarily, satisfied. She planted several kisses on Ian Shaw’s face.

Finally, Ethan Shaw walked over and stopped her. "Ian is allergic to saliva, so don’t keep kissing him."

Naomi Kenway froze. "For real?"

’How could I not know that Ian is allergic to saliva? But I’ve kissed him so many times before and nothing ever happened.’

Still, as a mother, Naomi Kenway didn’t dare take the risk. ’I’ll have to restrain myself in the future.’

"You don’t believe what I’m saying?"

"N-no."

Naomi Kenway said, pulling back slightly.

As the soft, sweet kisses stopped, Ian seemed reluctant to let them go. He took the initiative to press his soft, pale little face forward, his voice milky and sweet. "Kisses, I want kisses~"

For Ian, a kiss on the cheek was a way of showing affection. He loved it when his mother kissed him; it made him incredibly happy.

Ethan Shaw’s expression cooled slightly. He picked Ian Shaw up and said in a mock-stern voice, "You’re already four years old. You can’t be so clingy with Mommy anymore."

"But... but Ian is only in preschool! Teacher Hilton said Ian is a little kid, I’m a child! Children need kisses to grow up!" Ian Shaw retorted, bravely fighting for his rights.

Ethan Shaw pinched his soft, squishy cheek. "Little rascals who need kisses will never grow up."

Ian Shaw whipped his head away, puffing up his cheeks.

It was rare for the father and son to argue.

Naomi Kenway hesitated for a moment but decided not to intervene. ’A father’s guidance is also very important for a child’s development.’

Ian got angry quickly, but he also calmed down just as fast. A moment later, his attention was completely captured by a lollipop that Ethan Shaw produced as if by magic. After taking the candy, he gave a sweet, "Thank you, Daddy."

’It’s not every day my son gets to wear a princess dress. It won’t be so easy to fool him when he’s older. This might be the last time he ever wears a dress.’ Thinking this, Naomi Kenway immediately took out her phone, snapped several photos of Ian, and shared them on Weibo.

At first, she never understood those bloggers who were always posting pictures of their kids. But she later discovered that showing off your child was truly addictive; once you started, there was no stopping.

[AHHHHHH this was posted a minute ago, a freshly baked cute little Ian!]

[What color burlap sack do you want? I’ve got them all right here! (lovestruck)(drooling)]

[I just clicked on this and thought I was seeing things. I can’t believe it’s really Ian, he’s so beautiful, ahhh! Naomi Kenway, please have a daughter! A sweet, soft little girl, I’m begging you! Don’t make me get on my knees and beg you!]

[I completely agree with the commenter above! With genes this good, please have more kids!]

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Naomi Kenway had Ian Shaw take off the princess dress and try on some other children’s clothes. To be honest, the moment he changed out of it, she felt a pang of regret.

She had seen the suggestions in the comments section. Setting aside the fact that it was impossible for her and Ethan Shaw to have a second child, Naomi Kenway had no intention of having another one even if they could. The abuse and suffering her son had endured was like a thorn deeply embedded in her heart, and no amount of recent sweetness could plaster over the past.

Her son was severely starved for love. Naomi Kenway was determined to give all her maternal love to Ian. Ian was her forever baby.

After she finished picking out clothes for Ian Shaw, Naomi Kenway chose a few outfits for herself.

There was one benefit to bringing Ethan Shaw along: she didn’t have to carry any of the shopping bags. Looking at the numerous bags in Ethan Shaw’s hands, Naomi Kenway felt a little guilty. "Ethan Shaw, should we go look at some clothes for you?"

Ethan Shaw didn’t answer, just gave a slight nod. Naomi Kenway knew this meant he agreed. She couldn’t help but grumble inwardly, ’This guy is so aloof...’

Out in public, Ethan Shaw was always a wolf in sheep’s clothing, hiding behind a gentle facade. But perhaps because she held no strategic value in his eyes, he rarely bothered to disguise his emotions in front of her. In reality, he didn’t have a good temper, nor did he like to smile much. His handsome face was usually placid, showing very little fluctuation in emotion.