Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 424

Little Ike looked to be around three or four years old, dressed in trendy clothes, and with a face so adorably sculpted it could melt hearts. He looked up at me with those big, innocent eyes, and I couldn’t help but feel a tug at my heartstrings.

I was slightly puzzled and gently patted his tiny head, “Auntie?”

“Yes, Auntie! My name’s Ike Taylor. You can just call me Ike!”

The little guy introduced himself with a soft, youthful voice, looking every bit the picture of sweetness.

I couldn’t help but chuckle softly, squatting down to his level and saying gently, “Alright, Ike, but…”

I paused, turning to Gregory, “Ike is your nephew?”

“Edith’s son.”

Gregory lazily lifted his gaze, speaking in an indifferent tone, “She’s off to Europe for a trip tonight. Ike has school, so I’m stuck looking after him for a while.”

“Really?” I glanced at his legs, questioning, “Are you sure… you can handle a kid?”

Ike then hugged my neck, peppering my face with kisses, his voice muffled, “Auntie, you can play with me!”

I must admit, I was completely won over by his charm, but still, I turned to Gregory, asking again, “Auntie?”

Gregory seemed unfazed, “Kids, they like to say whatever.”

I held Ike’s tiny shoulders, correcting him, “Ike, can you call me ‘Jane‘? Auntie is not something you can just call someone.”

He tilted his head, confused, “Why?”

“Well…”

I pondered how to explain this in the simplest terms, “Auntie is like your uncle’s future wife. Your uncle and I are just…”

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it

jumped up excitedly, clapping his chubby hands, “Then you are Auntie! Mommy said if two people like each other very, very much, they can become husband and

cut off mid–sentence by Gregory, who quickly covered his

you know about

at him, “Uncle,

chuckled, “Oh yeah?

Ike really, really

me like a koala, pleading softly, “Auntie, I like you. Can

melted, but it didn’t seem right to take someone else’s child home.

I’m staying in a hotel right now. It’s not as convenient as a

“Why don’t you stay at the Elmwood

made up an excuse on the

one he

ago, there’s been

Town this time, I never considered staying there.

your ow.n birthday too?”

it wouldn’t be

inappropriate? Any of the gifts you’ve given me before wouldn’t be cheaper

me of old times.

I’d share it with him first.

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or the holidays, I’d always empty my piggy bank and even ask Ramona for some extra cash.

that thought, I suddenly felt justified. He owed

too much money and insist on staying at a hotel? Give me the

“In your dreams.”

and play at my place. It’s just below your uncle’s house.

planted a kiss on my cheek, chirping,