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!

corners of Natalie’s lips raised slightly as she observed the familiar yet foreign city through the

five whole years. Time to return and settle the

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

down and helped the

okay? Did you

flickered as she stared intently

not make a fuss, but merely uttered,

can’t just casually call anyone your mom. She’s my mommy, not yours!” Xavian exclaimed,

and wrapped her arms

the tightness of her grip, as though she was afraid of

jealousy, but with a pointed look

separated from your mommy? Where is she? I’ll take

shook her head vigorously,

girl was feeling insecure, Natalie stroked her cheek. “Trust

girl had never spoken nor made a

from the moment they

some reason, Sophia felt a strong desire to depend on

she stubbornly continued murmuring

caught off guard by the girl’s actions,

son of the Bowers family, Steven, was utterly relieved when he

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

Crouching down, he

say? Can

here for her,

and saw an ordinary-looking face filled

She’s

of his trance, he inquired, “What