Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 222

What Gave You the Right to Be My Mother?

The little person hiding under the table opened its big black eyes and tilted its head slightly, as if he was a little puzzled.

Grown-ups were strange. Even if they were very sad, they acted as if nothing had happened.

Although the coffee smelled good, it didn’t taste good. Wh

did she force herself to drink it?

Even if she really wanted to try, she could add some sugar.

If she didn’t like it, why did she have to force herself?

Will looked curiously at the woman sitting on the sofa not far away.

Wanda was also looking at him.

The moment she saw the little face, she felt an upsurge of emotion and she looked shocked.

“Why are you here?”

She put down the coffee cup and hurried to the table on which the coffee machine was placed. Then she bent down and looked at the child under the table with concern.

“Come out quickly. You won’t feel comfortable there!”

She couldn’t hide the affection in her eyes.

She didn’t know why the child was hiding here, guessing that he might have a quarrel with his family, so he decided to hide.

The space was so cramped that even a child would feel uncomfortable if staying there for too long.

It would be even worse if he injured his bones or bumped his head.

With all the other places he chose to hide there.

unconsciously grew serious. “Come out

about to crawl

one at

but her tone changed his mind and she shrank

looked at Wanda

coming out just now.

but to squat down and coax him in

Right to Be My Mother?

was a quirk of fate. She had left him at the door of the Barton family. How could

be a mother?

her was not

could she

she had the ability to take good care of the child at that time, she would not have

she firmly

why

never expected that one day her own child would say such a thing to

you the right to

Why didn’t she raise him?

eyes turned

woman in front of him to have such an expression, as if

suddenly felt a

took out a tissue

I don’t know you, so I don’t want you to be my mother. If you’re nice to me and promise

hiding here. If his father really liked this

could make concessions.

his father also needed someone

couldn’t be so

birth mother, she had left him at the door of the old house

like

birth mother didn’t love him and didn’t want him, why did he try to please her?

to him, he would

expect him to say that. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say and stood there

daze.