Chapter 17

She had never even met him, and she couldn’t be there with him as he grew up, but she knew that she wasn’t fated to be with her son.

I might never have a chance to see my child in this lifetime!

Every time she thought this, there would be a piercing pain in her heart.

“What’s wrong? Why… are you crying?”.

Gregory had looked up then, and he panicked as he saw Tessa.

Tessa came to and realized that there were tears pooling in her eyes. She had blinked just now, and the tears had slid down her face.

Gregory was terribly anxious. “Is it because you don’t like it here? Did I upset you?”

With that, Gregory’s eyes began to redden, as if he were about to cry as well.

Tessa didn’t expect him to have such a huge reaction. Hence, she was guilty, and she also felt pity for the boy. Instantly, she wiped her tears as she said, “That’s not true. I cried because I remembered something in the past. Sweetheart, it has nothing to do with you.”

With that, she wiped the tears away and carried Gregory in her arms.

The little boy in her arms was soft and adorable, and one couldn’t help but want to pamper him. How would anyone bear to blame him, even a little?

he saw Tessa returning to her usual self, he relaxed. Then, he wrapped his arms around her neck and said, “Don’t cry. I’ll protect you if you get bullied, so don’t cry anymore!

Gregory comforted her.

talked, Tessa dried Gregory with a towel. The boy had a pleasant smell, and his cute cow

could feel her heart melt. She hugged him and simply refused

pretty too. You’re the prettiest lady

praise, and he praised

so good with words.”

he was striding up the stairs. He had just arrived at the door to the room

embrace as he asked softly, “Can I

unable to agree right away. She was quite willing herself, but

slowly. When Gregory saw his father, he immediately asked for permission. “Daddy, can

said, “Since you’re here already, Miss Reinhart, I guess you’ll have to accompany Greg for a while longer.

more curious now. Why

him a bedtime story. Nicholas, on the other hand,

her sentences accentuated with a particular

coincided with some voices in his memory, but also didn’t feel real at the same

woman’s small and weak figure was like a fragile flower. Her breaths were so labored that they almost broke, and she

remember it. At that moment, however, he

The look in his eyes grew darker as he

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