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!

the familiar yet foreign

five whole years. Time to return and settle the

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

this, she quickly crouched down

you okay? Did you hurt

eyes flickered as she stared intently at

a fuss, but merely

anyone your mom. She’s my mommy, not yours!”

ignored his words and wrapped her

feel the tightness of her grip,

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

is she? I’ll take you

her head

stroked her cheek. “Trust me, okay? I’ll help

girl had never spoken nor made a sound

immediate liking to Natalie from the

a strong desire to

stubbornly continued murmuring to Natalie,

off guard by the girl’s actions,

utterly relieved when he spotted Sophia. If I

to carry her away when he heard her voice for

Crouching down, he placed a hand

just say? Can

her, the girl pointed at

finger and saw an

hell? She’s calling this

of his trance, he inquired, “What did you