Mom
Benjamin lowered his eyes, his expression unreadable, and let Jeremy push him back inside.
He could tell—Amanda wasn’t a simple woman. It was only a matter of time before her true colors showed.
Lounging lazily, his deep, ocean-like peach blossom eyes were unreadable, mysterious.
He shut out the world outside.
Behind him, Amanda glanced toward his back, the corners of her eyes slightly twitching as she forced a weary smile.
She needed to ease the tension between them—she couldn’t afford to offend Benjamin.
She came here to win her son back, and for that, she had to make Benjamin trust her.
She turned her gaze toward her son, who was sitting quietly in the distance. Her eyes softened, and her voice carried a warm smile:
“Mark, are you hungry?”
Mark silently looked in her direc
