"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."

at a care center and had

it was heartbreaking. Now, Audrey fully

it were just a healthy child, hiring a nanny would have been enough. There'd be no need to commit his

psychology in college. Maybe I can help a little. You can bring him over, and we'll work together to help him

even the top specialists in Willowdale hadn't been able to

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

agreed to a quick marriage knowing he had

I'll discuss it with my

their meal, while Sophie was still outside waiting in

and the staff wasn't exactly attentive.

was to get such special treatment when she spotted

spread across Sophie's face as she approached. "Eliza, Mr.

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