"How about your son?" Audrey asked, getting to the question that had been on her mind. "You mentioned he's not well. What kind of illness does he have?"

Since Alistair's parents didn't need to live with them, it was almost certain his son might eventually have to come over. Learning more about him now would only make things easier in the future.

Audrey had never raised a child before. She'd only spent time with her relatives' kids, and they were a handful. One day with them felt more tiring than ten days at work.

'So what will Alistair's son be like?' Audrey wondered.

Alistair's fingers gripped his fork a little tighter, and his voice dropped. "He's six years old now."

'Six?' Audrey thought and recalled the driver's license she'd seen back at the city hall. 'Alistair is twenty-seven, which means he has had a child at twenty-one?'

"As for his illness..." Alistair began, pausing for a moment. A flash of pain crossed his face before he said quietly, "He has autism."

She'd once volunteered at a care center and had seen

own worlds entirely, and it was heartbreaking. Now, Audrey fully understood why Alistair wanted

nanny would have been enough.

can help a little. You can bring him over, and we'll work together to help him gradually open up." Alistair looked deeply at her.

hadn't been able to help him fully. There was a chance he might never

to be afraid of? Since we're married, that means I'm responsible for him

agreed to a

I'll discuss it with

while Sophie was still outside waiting in line

table available was a terrible spot with no view, and the staff wasn't exactly attentive.

was to get such special treatment when she spotted Eliza walking arm-in-arm with

smile spread across Sophie's face as she approached. "Eliza, Mr. Hayes, what a

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