Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0659

Nicholas and Cory interacted naturally, which made me feel relieved. With another child in the house, we needed to prepare his sleeping area and clothing.

Nicholas called his secretary to pack Cory's belongings and purchase some new clothes to be delivered. Meanwhile, I went upstairs with Wendy to tidy up the bedroom next to mine and Tabitha's. The little guy confidently claimed he wasn't afraid of the dark and could sleep on his own.

Still, Wendy expressed her concerns, saying, "Cory has a pitiful background, but our family's situation is different from most. Will he understand the relationship between you and Mr. Hawk?

"Plus, boys are more boisterous by nature. If he ends up clashing with Tabitha, it could be a disaster. Are you sure you want to raise Cory here? Wouldn't it be better to have someone care for him elsewhere for now and bring him back when Tabitha's situation stabilizes?"

I paused briefly, hands mid-motion as I spread the fitted sheet. Then I resumed, saying firmly, "Wendy, from now on, Cory is my child."

I understood that Wendy only wanted the best for the household. However, having decided to adopt Cory, I would treat him no differently than my own.

Wendy hesitated for a moment before sighing and eventually saying, "Alright. I understand..."

Before she could say more, we suddenly heard the sound of small, bare feet pattering across the floor. A tiny figure darted past us in a flash.

glances before she slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "What

chased after him. Cory wasn't running aimlessly-his destination

with a few scattered building blocks around her. She raised her eyes, looking somewhat puzzled at the boy standing

this was the scene we saw-Cory was holding something

I'll be your big brother from now on and that I should treat this as my home. If that's the case, my things are your

me. He said it's a good luck charm to keep me safe. Can I give it to

finished speaking, silence fell over the room. Tabitha's dark eyes didn't blink, staring as if there was

"Tabitha..."

voice was barely audible, and all the courage he had mustered

being rude... But you're my sister... Can you please not be rude

hold back his tears. In the

wiping away his tears before looking up again.

I felt

a child who wasn't even four years old! In that fleeting moment, her

the crying Cory in front of her. The two seemed to exist in parallel worlds, with