My Son's Mom Will Be My Wife

My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 8–Gregory’s Lonely Visit

“Yes,” Nicholas said, just to please the boy. He was convinced that it would only take a few days for Gregory to forget about this woman, and he was even more convinced that there was no way a woman unknown to the Sawyers could make such a lasting impression on a young boy.

To his misfortune, Nicholas had spent every waking moment of the next three days keeping Gregory company, only to hear him complain about seeing Tessa.

As he made various excuses to delay his plans to see her, Gregory lost his temper and threatened to ignore him. So, the little prince locked himself in her room, refusing to go out or let anyone in.

Staring at the locked bedroom door, Nicholas began to grow exasperated. He didn’t have time for that, especially on a day when he had to stop by the company to attend an international meeting.

Therefore, he called the butler and ordered him severely:

“Keep an eye on Greg and don’t let him do stupid things. Call me if something unexpected happens.

-Yes sir! Andrew, the butler, complied with a respectful nod.

Then Nicholas straightened up and walked out the door. Soon his imposing figure disappeared behind the door of an exquisite Bentley that was parked outside, and the car sped away from the house.

Right now, Gregory was huddled in his room, seething with childish rage as he pressed against the balcony and watched his father’s car slip out of sight. When he was completely gone, he turned and went back into his bedroom, then slung Superman’s backpack over his small shoulders. He slipped through the hole in the backyard wall and promptly erased all the camera footage that had recorded his escape.

Actually, he had already looked up the address where Tessa’s orchestra was located on the Internet. If Daddy won’t take me to see her, then I’ll go see her myself! she decided. Now that her mission was accomplished, he brushed the dust off her hands and made a triumphant noise.

“You must have underestimated me if you think you can keep me on lockdown!”

little boy had just made his great getaway when he called a transport through a telephone application. Very carefully, he targeted the Heavenly Choir Orchestra,

looked toward the entrance of the building. Tightening the strap of his backpack, he took a deep breath and went inside, then looked at the receptionist as she

is Tessa Reinhart and she works here. Could you help

boy right away, but when she found out that he was Tessa’s son, she couldn’t hide her astonishment: She had been working there for so many years, but she had never mentioned that she was the mother

one?” Give me a

cheerfully, then

she had thought it might

as soon as possible; it’s not safe for a boy like him to walk around alone. God only knows what kind of predator would

Stunned, Tessa blinked and replied, “Sure, got

five years ago, and she wondered if some child had come up to the building and mistaken her for his mother. But she thought

human trafficker,

to reach the orchestra building, but the moment she stepped

wide eyes and froze with surprise:

and he couldn’t hide his emotion. She slid out of her seat with the backpack slung over her shoulders. He started toward her as fast as her

“Bonita, we finally meet!”

felt her heart melt into a puddle. Bending down, to

are you

time to bring me, so here I am by myself!” He murmured

moment, Tessa wondered if she had misheard him. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise at the loss of words. I don’t know what kind of courage a small child can have to make a trip here alone!