Mommy，We Got a Husband by Doris

Chapter 68 The Child Making Decisions on His Own

Now, Alaric had carried Harold into the bedroom and had placed him on the bed. Harold felt especially guilty, scarcely daring to look at him directly. "Dad, why did you suddenly ask me that?"

Seeing Harold's nervous look, Alaric let out a bit of a mischievous smile and continued to question, "I just want to understand why you like her so much. Tell me, what did the two of you talk about the first time you met?"

Silas Moon had informed him that Caspian was missing, and in his worry, he hadn't thought much about it at the time. Now that he reflected on it, the surveillance footage showed Galatea holding Caspian's hand as they walked out of the hospital together.

Galatea's manner had seemed so natural, as if she were just holding her own son's hand. Could it be that there had been a mix-up with the children?

"It's been so long, how can I remember what we talked about..." Harold trailed off and then feigned a yawn before speaking again, "Dad, I'm really tired. I have school tomorrow and if I don't sleep now, I won't be able to get up." "Just one last question," Alaric said. "Caspian, have you ever met Galatea's son?"

What? Galatea's son? But that's me!

"No!" Harry replied very decisively, and then added with a feigned innocence, "Mom's got a kid? That explains why she's so nice to me. Maybe she's just overflowing with maternal love, huh... heh heh."

Overflowing with maternal love? That was a pretty accurate description.

"Alright, Caspian. It's time to sleep. Goodnight," Alaric said gently, then walked out of the room.

After Alaric left, Harry felt very anxious. He wanted to call Caspian, but looking at the time, it was already late, and Caspian was probably already asleep.

Well, he would discuss it tomorrow.

all very magical. It was hard to believe such a thing without seeing it

Mia, now aware of Galatea's car accident, rushed into

How can you be cooking?"

don't do any heavy lifting, like cooking, it doesn't affect me at

Mia said firmly, "You need to rest more and not do any work. If

parents, Galatea also became emotional

much. I owe you a lot

little. You're like my own daughter to me. Don't be so formal," Mia said while preparing breakfast. "I was an orphan who didn't get much education, and I dropped out of school at sixteen to become a maid in your home. Your parents were especially kind to us staff, especially me, pitying me

I've been a nanny in your home for so many years; I

if her father's alleged crimes had surfaced overnight. Like Mia, she couldn't believe her father

result was her father's suicide. To others, it appeared like a suicide

fled faster than anyone else. Such an irresponsible man deserves

she suddenly realized something and looked at Galatea with an apologetic expression,

years, and I've moved on," Galatea said with

good. That kind of scum

kind of scum?" At that moment, Elisa, driven by curiosity, poked her head in and asked, "What scum are you guys talking about? Tell me,

the head gently, "This is grown-up stuff, kids shouldn't

said, "Okay, then what's for

beef sandwich," Galatea boasted, "It's fantastic. I've loved it

then said to Caspian as he came out

her sit down on the couch, "Mom, you need

event. They