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.

Wanda’s tone unconsciously grew serious. “Come out quickly. You can’t

about to

fable was smaller than the one

out his head, but her tone changed his mind and she

looked at Wanda

saw him coming out just now. Why

squat down and coax him in a gentle

You the Right to Be My Mother?

the door of the

be a mother?

like her was not qualified to be

what could

the child at that time,

didn’t want him to suffer, and she firmly believed that the Barton family would take good

of him. That was why she sent the child

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

you the right to be my

she

turned

in front of him to have such an expression, as if he had mistreated her and made her cry.

suddenly felt a little sad.

table, took out a tissue from his pocket, and gently handed it

want you to be my mother. If you’re nice to me and promise that you won’t be rude to me as you were just now. I’ll

had thought about Cierra’s words when he was hiding

make concessions.

father also needed someone to accompany

be

the door of the old house when

didn’t like him.

love him and didn’t want him, why

would like her to

For a moment, she didn’t know what to say and

daze.