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.

of this, Wanda’s tone unconsciously grew serious. “Come out quickly. You can’t stay there

was about to

was smaller than the one

stuck out his head, but her tone changed his

looked at Wanda

saw him coming out just now.

to squat down and coax him in a

Right to Be

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

be a mother?

a woman like her was not qualified to be a mother at all.

what could she do?

of the child at that

she firmly

why she sent

own child would say

the right to be my mother?

she raise him?

eyes turned red.

him to have such an

a little

the table, took out a tissue from his

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

words when he was hiding here. If

make

needed

couldn’t be so

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

didn’t like

birth mother didn’t love him and didn’t want

was good to him, he would like her to be

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

daze.