Chapter 213 Nolan Cunningham Mistakes Justin for Timmy

"You've really got the wrong door; it's just my mommy here," Justin explained patiently to Timmy, fetching him some tasty snacks from the kitchen and boasting, "These are made by my mommy, super yummy."

Timmy gobbled up the food, clearly having been out for quite a while.

"Take it easy," Justin poured him some chocolate milk.

With his cheeks stuffed, Timmy looked at Justin. "My mommy, it is my mommy."

"But..." Justin was almost frantic, not knowing on how to deal with someone claiming his mum. "But she's my mum."

Justin was experiencing for the first time what it felt like to be invaded; wondering why did he open the door to this kid.

It looked like Timmy was planning to stay put.

Timmy, not very fluent in Chinese, resorted to speaking English when he couldn't outtalk Justin.

Justin could converse smoothly too, thanks to his bilingual kindergarten; he was a quick learner.

"It's my mum," Timmy insisted.

"No, it isn't."

After what seemed like ages, a flushed and hesitant Jasmine emerged from the bathroom and, from a distance, heard the cries of two children.

"Justin, what's wrong?" Jasmine, alarmed, hurried forward.

Her legs wobbled, nearly sending her to the floor, but Ethan caught her from behind and pulled her into his embrace.

Ethan's eyelids twitched fiercely at the sound of the children's cries, a bad feeling stirring within him.

Sure enough, entering the living room, they finally saw the source of commotion - it was the youngest of the Cunningham clan.

"Little Tyke?" Jasmine was stunned, glancing between the child, Ethan, and Justin. The two kids even cried alike.

Tyke rushed over. "Mummy! I miss

Little Tyke's

good-for-nothings. They couldn't even keep

Mummy!" Little Tyke's cry

squeezed Ethan's heart, and

affection for children seemed to

soothed, wrapping Little Tyke in her arms. "How did you

clinging to Jasmine

Tyke was visibly upset, his

to act mature, though deep down, he feared

grasp Justin's apprehensions. Justin and Jasmine often exhibited striking similarities, perhaps stemming from shared hardships during their upbringing. With affection, Ethan gathered Justin in his arms, whispering, "Just

Ethan. "Will he take my

his family to pick him up right now," Ethan said, moving

his way here on his own really

want to stay with you," Little Tyke said, also holding on to Jasmine tightly, sensing that Ethan didn't like him or the Cunninghams, but yearning to

The next chapter is just

reaching for the phone to make the call, the resonating chime of the doorbell

answer the door. "That was swift," he remarked icily,

sigh of relief, his posture relaxing as he reached out to embrace Justin, Ethan's son. "The lad might have overheard me speaking

away Nolan's attempts to hug Justin. "How could you

mixture of

realizing that Justin wasn't their intended guest. His expression darkened

in the living room, shielding the frightened Justin. The little one clung to her, seeking refuge. "Mommy, I want to stay with you. Don't let Uncle take me away," Justin pleaded, his voice trembling with fear. "Are you

reputation seemed irreparably tarnished,

affection, spoiling him

Nolan urged, surprised at the little mischief-maker's knack for

little one

the distressed child. "Mr. Nolan, if you're not in a rush to take him back, perhaps he could stay here for a while?" she suggested softly, her eyes filled with

more extended stay, I

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