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

Chapter 147

The door quickly closed again. Audrey quietly moved to the door and heard the sounds of Sunny eating the pasta inside. She smiled slightly and whispered "He's eating"

Michael was momentarily stunned. In the past, when Sunny was unwell, he had always needed to be forced out by a psychologist. This was the first time Sumry had actively come out of his room.

Is Mrs. Hayes just lucky! Or is she truly better than a professional psychologist? Michae] wondered.

The three of them dit linger at the door for long and soon made their way to the living room.

Michel understood that Audrey and Alistair had things to discuss, so he didn't disturbi

b them and retreated to the kitchen to eat his pasta. The semi- open kitchen allowed him to hear their conversation outside.

Through the recent one-sided interaction, Audrey had gained a rough understanding of Sunny's condition

After taking a sip of water to clear her throat, Audrey softly spoke. "Sunny's situation is better than I expected. He can understand commands, which means he's

's not inherently autistic"

Upon hearing this. Alistairs joy was evident. "Audrey, do you have a way to help him?"

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nurturing. I can't guarantee I can cure him, but I'm willing to try" "Thank you" Alistair

exuding both tenderness and sweetness. If this were recorded and posted online, countless

her guze, whispering, "We're family, so no need for thanks. I've said I'll treat Sunny

low in status to match Alistair. Now, however, Michael felt himself to be

everything else, very few girls at

a pain-free mom and getting a child for free, in reality, if such a situation fell

willingness to overlook Sunny's condition and actively help him already set

Mr. Hayes treats her so

and quietly opened the door to place

Audrey could respond, Alistair instinctively stepped forward to take the plate and headed to the kitchen to

wide-eyed and stepped forward. "Mr. Hayes, let me do

just stay with me in Riverdale for

the sleeves of his expensive shirt and picked up a bear-patterned

kitchen floor too. Audrey sat cross-legged on the sofa, peeling an

snap opera

Alistair responded

Michael was m

Hayes'

up and caught Michael staring intently at her. Her simile faltered slightly as she offered him a pier "Want to share? Michael was at a loss for words as he thought to himself, 'No, I don't deserve this. Mrs.