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.

tone unconsciously grew serious. “Come out quickly.

was about

smaller than the one at home, and it

his head, but her tone changed his

at

stunned. She saw him coming out just now. Why

had no choice but to squat down and coax him in a gentle

the Right to

left him at the door of the Barton family. How could she be qualified

be a mother?

a woman like her was not qualified to

could she

care of the

didn’t want him to suffer, and she firmly

of him. That was why she

expected that one day her own child would

right to be

she raise

turned red.

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

suddenly felt a little sad.

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

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

Cierra’s words when he was hiding here. If his

make

also needed someone to

be so

him at the door of

didn’t like him.

mother didn’t love him and didn’t want him, why did

would like

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

daze.