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 stay there

about

than the one

already stuck out his head, but her

at Wanda

him coming out just now. Why did he go

but to squat down and coax him

the Right to Be My Mother?

at the door of

be a mother?

like her was not qualified to be a mother

could

the ability to take good care of the child

want him to suffer, and she firmly believed that

of him. That was why she sent the child over.

she had never expected that one day her own child

gave you the right

Why didn’t she raise him?

turned red.

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

a little sad.

from under the table, took out a tissue from his pocket, and gently

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

hiding here. If

make concessions.

needed someone to accompany

be

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

like him.

didn’t want him,

would like her to be his

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

daze.