Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 142

“If only every morning could start with brushing my teeth together with Natalie side by side.” Nate thought.

Natalie rinsed her mouth. Right on cue, Nate set down his toothbrush cup and pouted his cherubic face towards her, waiting for his morning face cleaning.

As she dabbed his rosy cheeks, Natalie was reminded of the first time she met Nate. He could barely string a full sentence together without stumbling over his words.

“You’re getting so smart, Nate,” she said with a warm, encouraging smile.

Sadie, who was bringing in a basket of laundry, overheard from the next room and chimed in, “Nate is indeed getting more talkative. Kids just soak up language like sponges.”

Nate, taking the conversation seriously, responded without hesitation. “I don’t like talking to them, and they don’t like talking to me.”

Was ‘them‘ a reference to the people of the Howard family?

a psychology book that a child who grew up in a love–deprived environment often had delayed expressive abilities, which could lead to severe cases of autism or, in

this description. Moreover, Madelyn neither wanted him nor showed him affection.

Nate’s mood had improved. He was speaking more fluidly and becoming quite the chatterbox

Nate was trying to

smile, saying, “Soon, no

like a little mute. But Nate is just a late talker. In every other way, he’s exceptionally clever…” Sadie added from the next room, though her voice

she stood by the door, while Natalie finished helping Nate

with a smile as

Nate was the spitting image

yet he should

even mentioning Natalie, just by observing Nate’s every move

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reminded of who brought

end. She believed that what people saw