"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

heartbreaking. Now, Audrey fully

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

to Audrey. She looked at Alistair and said, "I minored in child psychology in college. Maybe I can help a little. You can bring him over, and we'll

a child with autism, and even the top specialists in Willowdale hadn't been able to help him fully. There was

to be afraid of? Since we're married,

Audrey wouldn't have agreed to a quick marriage knowing

it with my family,"

outside waiting in line

terrible spot with no view, and the staff wasn't exactly attentive. Compared

that guy was to get such special treatment when she spotted

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

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