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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caused by environmental factors. It requires patient guidance, careful companionship, and nurturing. I can't guarantee I can cure him, but I'm willing to try" "Thank you" Alistair looked at her with

yet somehow affectionate, exuding both tenderness and sweetness. If this were recorded and posted online, countless girls would

raced slightly, and she lowered her guze, whispering, "We're family, so no need for thanks. I've said I'll treat Sunny like my

to match Alistair. Now, however, Michael

else, very few girls at her age could accept becoming

about becoming a pain-free mom and getting a child for

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

Hayes treats her so

pasta and quietly opened the door to place the

Alistair instinctively stepped forward to take the plate and headed to the

his meal, stared wide-eyed and stepped

"You should just stay with me

of his expensive shirt and picked up a bear-patterned dishcloth, washing the plate

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

snap opera

Alistair responded

Michael was m

thinking. "Mr. Hayes' family status

persed a segment of orange, she 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 a loss for words as he thought to himself, 'No, I don't deserve