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, the world hardly ever hears of two identical children switching places. It was all very magical. It was hard to believe such a thing without seeing it

morning, Galatea got up early to make breakfast for the kids. Mia, now aware of Galatea's car accident, rushed into the kitchen to take over

you're still not well. How can you be

I don't do any heavy lifting,

need to rest more and not do any work. If you end up with some long-term ailment, how am I going to face your

Galatea also became emotional and

so much. I owe

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

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,

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

others, it appeared like a suicide out of

Ambrose is just despicable! After the storm mishap, he fled faster than anyone else. Such an irresponsible man deserves what's coming to

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

years, and I've moved on,"

on is good. That kind of scum

her head in and asked, "What scum are you guys talking about? Tell me,

head gently, "This

pouted and said, "Okay, then what's for

"It's fantastic. I've loved

said to Caspian as he came out of

and made her sit down on the couch, "Mom, you need to rest. Don't stand

you, the school is organizing an event. They say we're going