A Cue for Happiness

Five years later, a little boy clad in blue overalls and a plaid shirt was attracting a lot of attention at the main terminal of Dellmoor International Airport.

His wavy hair, exquisite features, and long lashes curled upward like a doll gave everyone the impression that he would be the dream guy of many girls when he grew up.

Just as everyone was curious about his mother’s beauty, a woman with a flat nose, thick lips, and freckles dotted all over her face shouted out to him, “Have you bought the Coke, Sweetheart?”

“Yes, I have, Mommy.”

Hearing this, all the ladies among the crowd dropped their jaws in disbelief. Is it possible for a handsome young boy to have such an unattractive woman as his mother?

Ever since his mother started wearing that hideous hyper-realistic mask, such scenes would happen all the time, so Xavian Nichols was already used to it.

He walked over to Natalie and handed her the fizzy drink before drinking some water obediently.

“Mommy, how long are you planning to wear such an ugly thing?”

“Are you saying that I’m ugly, Sweetheart?”

“Of course not, Mommy. I’m just worried that you’ll feel stuffy wearing it for such a long time.”

I don’t have the right to comment on Mommy’s appearance!

Xavian was the least attractive when compared to his older brother, Clayton, and Natalie.

Hence, he felt that he did not have the right, nor the courage, to comment on her ethereal beauty.

“It’s good that you’re aware of your lack of attractiveness, Sweetheart.”

The passersby were utterly dumbfounded. Is there someone wrong with my beauty standards? The mother is way uglier than her kid!

lips raised slightly as she observed the familiar yet foreign city through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the

whole years. Time to

Natalie was lost in her thoughts, an adorable little girl bumped into her and stumbled

crouched down and helped

you okay? Did you hurt

eyes flickered as she stared

not make a fuss, but merely uttered,

your mom. She’s my mommy, not yours!”

and

tightness of her grip, as though she was afraid

jealousy, but with a pointed look from Natalie, he begrudgingly stood

Where is she?

shook her head vigorously, looking slightly

that the girl was feeling insecure, Natalie stroked her cheek. “Trust me, okay? I’ll help you

girl had never spoken nor made a sound

from the

reason, Sophia felt a strong desire to depend on

she stubbornly continued murmuring to Natalie, “Mom…

the girl’s actions, Xavian

the Bowers family, Steven, was utterly relieved when he

girl was with a stranger, he was about to carry her away when he heard her voice for the first time as she

his ears. Crouching down, he

you just say? Can

here for her, the girl pointed at Natalie. “Mom…

and saw an

the hell? She’s calling this woman

trance, he inquired, “What did you do to