Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 855

The Pecks were excited all day.

Mr. Trevor came home for the New Year!

Trevor arrived near noon. He wore a white down jacket and a red scarf same as the one on Christy’s neck. Trevor and Christy held hands as they walked into the house. All the servants of the Pecks were shocked.

One of the servants came to himself and shouted loudly, “Mr. Trevor was back.” And then the house became much livelier.

Mr. and Mrs. Peck sat on the sofa, staring straight at Trevor. The red scarf wrapped around Trevor’s lower half face, revealing only a pair of eyes. His eyes were clean but with the power to see through people.

Mrs. Peck looked at Trevor for a while and her eyes turned red. She lowered her head, wiped her tears away with a tissue, and continued to stare.

She had not seen Trevor’s face for so many years. Even if she wanted to get close to him, she was afraid of scaring him. Trevor was standing in front of her now, but she did not even dare to touch him.

She ordered the maid to cook, but Christy said, “Today, Trevor and I will cook for you.”

“What?” Mr. and Mrs. Peck were shocked as well as Aaron, who had just come down from upstairs.

“Let’s cook.” Christy stood up, holding Trevor’s hand. She took off his scarf and down jacket. As Mrs. Peck saw Trevor’s face more clearly, her tears rolled down again.

Trevor was very tall, so he looked even thinner.

He was wearing a white sweater, which made his face look even fairer.

He’s too thin.

Mr. and Mrs. Peck were very distressed by his figure.

It was also the first time Aaron had seen Trevor. He could not help but take a closer look at Trevor’s face.

“Hello, Grandpa,” Christy greeted Aaron.

“Nice to see you.” After Aaron nodded, he realized that his disguise as a housekeeper in front of Christy had been exposed. He coughed awkwardly and walked to the side, staring at Trevor.

Christy grabbed a one-time hair band and tied a pigtail on Trevor’s head. Then she patted his back and said, “Alright, let’s go in and cook.”

Trevor held her fingers and said, “Come with me.” This was the first sentence he had said since he entered the house. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Sure,” Christy nodded.

All the members of the Pecks squeezed into the kitchen to watch Trevor and Christy cook.

Arabella just came back from the outside. When she heard that Trevor had come back, she ran to the living room, panting. No one was there. Then she walked to the kitchen and found that it was crowded with people.

Looking further in, she saw Christy standing there cutting vegetables. Beside her, Trevor was washing the pot. He was tall and slender with meager arms and visible blood vessels.

When he turned back, Arabella saw the face clearly. He looked somewhat different from the genius brother in her memory. Trevor’s eyes were very clean. He looked calm and apathetic, but the little pigtail on his head made him a little cute. He was wearing an apron, but one could still see his slender hands, legs, and even fingers.

He picked up a cucumber and held it in front of Christy.

Christy tilted her head and bit the cucumber, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“Not good?” Trevor asked in a low voice.

Christy chewed on the crisp and delicious cucumber and said to him, “It tastes bad. Put it there and I’ll eat it later.”

Trevor suddenly laughed.

The group of people standing at the kitchen door all widened their eyes in disbelief.

“I’ll leave it for you, whether it’s delicious or not,” Trevor said with a smile.

Christy raised an eyebrow at him. “And raise me into a big fatty?”

Trevor shook his head.

“Have a bite,” Christy said as she took the cucumber from his hand and brought it to his mouth.

Trevor took a bite with a slight smile.

“Why are you smiling? Is it that delicious?” Christy could not help but laugh when she saw his smile.

“No,” Trevor said with his head on her shoulder.

“Then why are you smiling?” Christy turned her head and asked.

Trevor was about to speak when the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the door. The two of them looked up and saw a few servants lying on the ground. Mr. and Mrs. Peck, Aaron, and Arabella were standing at the door with their eyes wide open in surprise.

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“Mr. Trevor is very good-looking, tall, and with fair skin. And he has a way with words. He’s always smiling. And he was clingy!”

“The most important thing is that Mr. Trevor can cook!”

The servants became excited after seeing what happened in the kitchen.

Trevor was doing his work in an orderly manner in the kitchen. He cut and washed vegetables, poured oil in a hot pot, and stir-fried with a spatula. Beside him, Christy leaned against the counter. She and Eleven looked at him intently.

When Trevor was to serve the food, he passed by Christy and could not help but turn his head to kiss her.

The servants at the door all covered their eyes with hands, while Mr. and Mrs. Peck watched this scene with tears and smiles. Arabella stood at the side, smiled, and turned to leave.

Trevor made a total of six dishes. Christy made a rib soup. Mrs. Peck usually didn’t like ribs soup because she thought it was greasy, but the soup that Christy made didn’t taste greasy at all. Instead, it was sweet and delicious.

After drinking the soup, the Pecks all started to try the dishes on the table made by Trevor. There were still the dishes in the fridge that Aaron had taken from Christy during the Mid-Autumn Festival. None of them dared to eat them.

After Rachel tried the first dish, her tears fell before she could tell the flavor.

She went to the bathroom. When she came back, she saw that Trevor was picking up food for Christy. Rachel stayed put and watched quietly. Trevor seemed to have become a different person while sitting next to Christy. He would talk and laugh, pick up food, and even wipe Christy’s mouth with a tissue.

He was Trevor, but not the Trevor he used to be.

For so many years, she had never thought that Trevor would come out one day, even if she had been looking forward to this every day. But year after year, her hope had come to nothing. So she only hoped that he could live well for the rest of his life.

However, Trevor was now sitting at the dining table and eating.

Mrs.. Peck was both sad and happy, happy that Trevor lived a normal life, but sad that his emotions had nothing to do with her or the Pecks.