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.

It was all very magical. It was hard to believe such a thing without seeing it with one's own

for the kids. Mia, now

well. How can you

any heavy lifting, like cooking, it doesn't

any work. If you end up with

Galatea also became emotional and even more

much. I owe you a lot over

up since you were 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 for having no family and paying me more than the others. But

understand the ins and outs of the business, but I've been a nanny in your home for so many years; I know what kind of person your dad was. Accusations of illegal operations, selling substandard goods, and economic crimes, I think that's all nonsense.

sudden upheaval, seeming as if her father's alleged crimes had surfaced overnight. Like

others, it appeared like a suicide out

that Ambrose is just despicable! After the storm mishap, he fled faster than anyone else. Such an irresponsible man

suddenly realized something and looked at Galatea with an apologetic expression, "Sorry, why did

Mia. It's been so many years, and I've moved on," Galatea said with

kind of scum is not worth your time," Mia

curiosity, poked her head in and asked, "What

Galatea tapped her on the head gently, "This is grown-up stuff,

"Okay, then

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

Elisa cheered excitedly and then said to Caspian as he

out of the kitchen and made her sit down on the couch,

right, Mom, I forgot to tell you, the school is organizing an event. They say we're going to the countryside for two weeks to