“Mommy…”
With his bright smile and sparkling blue eyes, a sweet and innocent child rushed up to Meesha Kyle. Meesha Kyle’s face bloomed like a flower and she put her purse on the desk widening her arms after leaning to hold the child in her arms. Mother and child hugged tightly as usual, and then the child looked at Meesha Kyle with his gentle and pure eyes.
Every time, these eyes reminded her of Lucien Taylor. The child's smile reminded her of Lucien Taylor. And every time he smiled at her with his bright eyes, Meesha Kyle fell into a daze as she looked at his innocent face.
“Mommy, you came early. Are you fine?” He put his little palm on her forehead and pretended to think something. Then he rolled his eyes beautifully and looked at her.
“Is Mommy fine?” Meesha Kyle asked lovingly.
