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.

Wanda’s tone unconsciously grew serious. “Come out quickly.

about

smaller than the one at home, and it wasn’t comfortable hiding

but her tone changed

looked at Wanda

also stunned. She saw him coming out just now. Why did he go

but to squat down and coax him in a

You the Right to

a quirk of fate. She had left him at the door of the Barton family. How

be a mother?

had said, a woman like her was not qualified to be a

what could she

ability to take good care of the child at that time,

she firmly believed that the Barton

of him. That was why she

one day her own child would say such a

gave you the right to

didn’t

Wanda’s eyes turned red.

the woman in front of him to have such an expression,

felt a little

crawled from under the table, took out a tissue from his pocket, and gently handed it

so I don’t want you to be my mother. If you’re nice to me and promise that you won’t be rude

was hiding here. If

he could make concessions.

father also

couldn’t be so

she had left him at the door of the

definitely didn’t like him.

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

someone was good to him, he

say that. For a moment, she didn’t know

daze.

been trying

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