My Stand-In Groom Is A Secret Tycoon by Lydia Pierce

Chapter 146

Michael's expression immediately turned respectful. "Sunny generally has a very poor appetite and hardly eats anything. Forcing him to eat will only upset him more."

A flicker of worry crossed Audrey's eyes as she asked, "Is there anything he particularly likes

Michael was at a loss for words. It was Alistair who spoke up next. "He only shows a bit of emotion when he's with the two little rabbits we have at

home."

Little

rabbits?" Audrey raised an eyebrow. "We don't have any

rabbits at home, but I have a wooden rabbit figurine that might work. Let me find it.

In her have. Audrey remembered that she had hung the figurine given by Trevor on her car keychain. She turned to Michael, asking, "Who drove my car back? The key should have been brought over, right?"

Having just received a warning glance from Alistair, Michael dared not hesitate and quickly retrieved the car keys from the entryway. "Mr. Barrett had someone drive it back." he informed her.

nodded. "Alright, I understand,

rabbit off the keychain and walked

she squatted beside the door and began to hum softly. "Little rabbit, linle rabbit, please open the door. Your bunny friend wants to come in!" Still, the door remained shut. Audrey slipped the wooden rabbit through the crack, deliberately leaving a little bit sticking out, and patiently waited. Moments later, the figurine

at the door?

trying to hear any response from within. However, Sunny

rejecting her approach. Still, he didn't want to

in an unfamiliar environment, and he's already feeling insecure. Suddenly

serious state. There's no need to panic. I'll make something delicious and bring it to him. If he's willing to come

gesture through the door suggested he wasn't inherently withdrawn. Children who became withdrawn needed not a rigid

no other options for the time

but voice his doubts. "Mr. Hayes, do you really

pastry chefs to make desserts, but he wouldn't even glance at them. Sunny would even throw tantrums and break dishes. "Let's give it a try. Perhaps Audrey really

the doctor who had treated Sunny for years was unable

more effective than a professional psychologist? I doubt it,

the kitchen carrying a plate of delicious pasta. As she passed through the living room, she said to Michael, "I made an extra serving. If you're hungry, feel free to help yourself." Michael was taken aback. She even prepared something for me... he wondered. For a moment,

the door

to herself. "It smells so good! This pasta is incredible. It has eggs, vegetables, and even carrots shaped like

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