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?

usual self, he relaxed. Then, he wrapped his

Gregory comforted her.

a towel. The boy had a pleasant smell, and his cute cow themed pajamas, coupled with

her heart melt. She hugged him and simply refused

You’re the prettiest lady I’ve

receive praise, and he praised Tessa in

words.” Tessa laughed at

just finished a cigarette, and he was striding up the stairs. He had just arrived at

into Tessa’s embrace as he asked

willing herself, but she should

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

down, so he parted his thin lips and said, “Since you’re here already, Miss Reinhart, I guess you’ll have to accompany Greg for

agree, and she was even more curious

night, Tessa accompanied Gregory to sleep, and she also told him a bedtime

gentle words rang in his ears, her sentences accentuated with a particular tone that

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

ago, the woman’s small and weak figure was like a fragile flower. Her breaths were so

long, so Nicholas could barely remember it. At that moment, however, he felt a

his eyes

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