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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It requires patient guidance, careful companionship, and nurturing. I can't guarantee I can

face. Alistair seemed distant yet somehow affectionate, exuding both tenderness and sweetness. If this were

so no need for thanks.

had thought Audrey was too low in status to match Alistair.

at her age could accept becoming a

a child for free, in reality, if such a situation fell

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

Mr. Hayes treats her so differently. Michael

an hour later, Sunny finished the pasta and quietly opened the door

could respond, Alistair instinctively stepped forward to take the plate

and stepped forward. "Mr.

just stay with me in Riverdale for now, Go back

shirt and picked up a bear-patterned dishcloth,

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

snap opera

it," Alistair responded

Michael was m

Hayes' family status seems a

looked up and caught Michael staring intently at her. Her simile faltered slightly as she offered him a pier "Want to share? Michael was at