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.

“Come out quickly. You can’t stay there for

was about to

the fable was smaller than the one at

out his head, but her tone changed his mind and

looked at Wanda

stunned. She saw him coming out just now. Why

squat down and coax him in

Right to Be My Mother?

at the door of the Barton family. How could she

be a mother?

woman like her was not qualified to be a mother at

what could

ability to take good care of the child at

suffer, and she firmly believed that the

him. That was why she sent

one day her own child would say

gave you the right to be my mother?

she raise him?

eyes turned red.

the woman in front of him to have such an expression, as if he had mistreated her and

suddenly felt a

out a tissue from

to be my mother. If you’re nice to me and promise that you won’t be rude to

hiding here. If his father really

could make

all, his father also needed

couldn’t be

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

like him.

love him and didn’t want him, why did

good to him, he would like her to be his mother.

moment, she didn’t know what to

daze.