Loving You Is Not An Accident: It's Destiny 150 Pictures Of You

"Daddy, isn't mommy beautiful?" the child suddenly praised his mom but his eyes were glued on her.

Clifford also looked to her and nodded. "Yes, she is.. that's why I..." he hesitated for a bit before he continued speaking,

"I love her.."

"Oh... I could feel it, daddy."

They could smell the delicious and mouth watering aroma of the food. Their stomachs growls and they chuckle which caught Ingrid's attention. She smiled looking at them.

"Hmmm, why are you here?" they stopped chuckling when they heard Ingrid's voice.

"Mommy we're hungry, can we eat now? Did you hear our stomachs growled?" the house helps laugh quietly at the child's tactic to divert his mother's attention.

"Off you go, both of you... Clark, do change your clothes before we eat," She shooed them away.

"We can lend some hands, if you need help." Clifford interjects.

"Thanks, but no thanks! Now, go!"

The two left the kitchen like a defeated foe. "Daddy, we didn't win this time." The child said giggling.

"Yeah you're right... let's just follow your mom's order and let's change." Clifford remembered that Ingrid had a room full of emergency stuffs.

So he asked Clark to lead him to that room. He looked for an undergarment and clothes that fits him and he grinned when he finds it. They immediately went to Clark's room and together they bathe and the child endlessly giggled.

Clifford never felt so satisfied in his entire life. As he watches his son, he's so moved with the kind of emotion that he's not familiar with. It pains him to realize that he missed half of the formative years of his son but at the same time he's blessed that he's his son and that Ingrid is the mother. Never he felt so determined to do to make them a family and no one can stop that.

When they finished bathing, they each took their bath towels and their moves are in sync. Clark and Clifford wrapped the towel around their waist. Looking up, Clark noticed something on his father's stomach.

"Daddy, what are those?" Clark asked and Clifford looked to where Clark pointed his finger.

"This?" and he touched his stomach.

"Yeah... I want to have those..." then he s.h.i.+fted his gaze to his chubby tummy. Clifford cried laughing.

"Goodness baby... it's an abs, you can have it when you grow up and have an intense exercise." Clifford shed tears laughing at the wittiness of his son. But Clark didn't laugh.

"But I want it now, how can I have it?" Clark asked seriously.

"Oh boy... if you're that serious let's go together to the gym..." Clifford controlled himself not to laugh again, he bite his tongue and his face redden.

"Okay dad! It's a deal. But what's gym?"

"Oh... I'll explain it to you later but for now, let's hurry and change so that we could eat our dinner. I'm famished." Without delay, they change their clothes.

'This woman is indeed amazingly prepared for any emergency.' He took a comfortable s.h.i.+rt, exactly his body size, a black sweat pants which makes him appear at home and comfortable.

'hmm.. she could not send me back home in this attire.' He could not stop grinning at the thought of sleeping together in Ingrid's house for the very first time.

'Who knows? We might sleep together as a family tonight...'

Clark caught his father grinning nonstop and he was puzzled what's so funny.

"What's so funny, dad?"

"Uh.. nothing my boy, daddy's just happy. Honestly, this is my first sleepover that's why I'm happy..." he then ruffled his hair and holds the boy's hand. "Come on, let's go. I think dinner's ready."

Ingrid just finished changing her clothes and she went out from her room. She then saw Clifford and Clark walking side by side and was about to step on the grand stair case.

"Wait for me..." she called them and hastily went to their side.

When they reached the dining area, the house helps were preparing the table. One of them noticed their coming and told her companions to look at their direction. They all gasp for air as they watch the trio.

"What a lovely sight!" Nanny Tess commented.

"Let's hurry, and let's give them s.p.a.ce." So they hurriedly finished their task and go away to give them a s.p.a.ce.

The house helps secretly peeps on them as they took seats to sit down. Clark and Ingrid were facing each other while Clifford seated as the head.

"Ahh, they look so lovely..." Nanny Tess exclaimed.

"I agree and I firmly believed that young master Clifford is Clark's father. Besides, Ma'am Ingrid never invited any man here. Geez! Can you wedding bells?" Jeri feels giddy.

The other two house helps agreed. They watched the three ate their fill and they're still mesmerized at the sight of them. Suddenly their stomach growled, they all looked together and silently laughed.

"Oh well, the sight of them seems delicious and I think we should eat, too." They all laughed and prepared their table as well.

After the sumptuous meal...

"Ingrid, I'm curious, do you have any pictures of you being pregnant until Clark's birth, his baby pictures and stuff? You know what I mean..."