Chapter 367

Chapter 367

Why does Blythe talk like that? It's kinda... weird.

"Mom!"

Right then, another voice chimed in..

"Sweetie!" Blythe quickly turned around, "Oh, sweetie, you must be exhausted from all that testing, huh? Here, let me hold your pencil case for you!" That was Blythe's son, Bernie.

Bernie was a skinny lad, not very tall, barely reaching up to Anthea's shoulder, and even shorter than Blythe.

After introducing her son, Blythe added, "This is my son, Bernie, but we all call him sweetie."

Carole nodded, somewhat at a loss for words, managed to say, "Blythe, your son sure looks lively!"

Blythe beamed, "Oh, he's always been a bright spark, very smart too. Folks around here say he's got a gift, like he's blessed by the heavens..."

Bernie, growing impatient, glanced at Blythe, "Could you cut the chitchat? I wanna go home! I'm hungry!"

"Oh dear, sweetie's hungry! My apologies, how could I forget? Come on, let's head home," Blythe then bent down.

Carole was puzzled as to why Blythe was crouching when suddenly, Bernie hopped onto Blythe's back!

And then, to everyone's shock, Blythe stood up, carrying Bernie.

Carrying him? At his age?

Carole was dumbfounded!

just Carole, but Nanson and Anthea

world was

slightly, "No wonder I found Blythe's way of speaking odd, it's the classic favoritism. Spoiling their son like that, it won't

imagine anyone favoring their child to such

to

then changed the subject, "So, Annie, how did you

"Not bad," Anthea nodded.

car,

feeling a sense of familiarity

plate and couldn't see inside due to the

car, however, the

glanced back, everything

there, sheltered

blue outfit, blending

through the raindrops, her

as a calm sky after rain,

action of unwrapping

Their eyes met.

of a once shadowed heart, a warmth began to

come, Alex would remember this

get in," called

replied, getting

leaving the black car behind, which only moved minutes after

hour later, they were

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