Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 52 The Little Ones Return to Their Places

"How's Caspian holding up?" Alaric had been worried ever since the boy left the hospital. Seizing a moment while Galatea was resting, he quickly called Cormac. Cormac had a headache himself, as Caspian hadn't come home with him. Instead, the boy had returned to the Knight family estate and locked himself in his bedroom. "He's been locked in there for over half an hour. Knocking hasn't helped." Cormac's concern was palpable. "I'm worried any stress could trigger his condition." It was evident that Caspian was genuinely angry and sincerely wished for Galatea to be his mother.

Alaric glanced around the hospital room. With Galatea's condition still critical, he was hesitant to leave, but his concern for his son had weighed heavily on him. "Try talking to him. If he won't budge, call me. I'll come right back," Alaric instructed.

"All right." After ending the call, Cormac tapped lightly on the door and said cautiously, "Caspian, can you open up? If you want to vent, do it to my face. Don't lock yourself away. Please, open up."

Caspian was slumped against the bed, hugging his knees to his chest on the floor. 'The time spent swapping places with Harry had been the happiest of his life with a tender, loving mother and a sweet sister, he felt a warmth he had never known before.'

He had dreamed that once his father married their mother, they would live together as a family of five, full of warmth and happiness. He wouldn't be so lonely, wouldn't fall ill, just like a normal kid.

Unfortunately, having tasted that life only to lose it permanently was more than he could bear.

Meanwhile, Harry, back in his own skin, entered their apartment and felt a surge of affection at the sight of Mia and Elisa.

"Mia, Elisa," he called out.

"Back before midnight, Harry? That's an improvement," Elisa commented.

Elisa. He pinched her cheek and asked, "Did you miss

been apart for just two and a half hours. Miss you? Get real, Harry. I'm your sister,

Harry fell silent.

for an impostor. A sister like her must

we go on a little adventure next

suggestion irked Harry, but he swallowed his frustration, unable to reveal his true

about living it up. We can't afford to travel. In fact, we should be looking for part-time gigs, maybe as youth models, to earn some extra cash. That way, we can help out

needed to focus on healing and wouldn't be able to work for a while. That

child labor? Wouldn't that be illegal?" Elisa asked, clearly puzzled. "Besides, aren't you loaded with cash now? Why drag me into working if you're so well-off?

genuinely confused.

won first place in the Global Math Competition, remember? There was a huge cash prize," Elisa retorted irritably. "You used to be so generous, buying me all sorts

Did

from a wealthy family. Of course, he had money. But now that Harry was Harry again,

blow it all. We should be frugal," Harry tried to

with sad, begging eyes, "Harry, please, just stay the way you are

you like him more

do you mean?" Elisa was baffled, reaching up to touch his forehead. "You're not

his mistake and rephrased his question, "Okay, let me put it this way - do you prefer

became after!" Elisa answered without hesitation. "Before, you were argumentative and petty, always competing with me for attention. Being around you then made me feel like just an ordinary sister getting picked on. But after, I felt treasured like a princess being coddled.

Harry fell silent.