Chapter 19

The little boy could not understand the things that were said. When he saw that his mommy remained quiet, he treated her silence as acquiescence. Without wiping away his tears and snot, he swiftly hugged her waist. Raising his small face, he said excitedly, “Thank you, mommy.”

She looked at her son, elation evident on his face. How could she ruthlessly snuff out his happiness?

“Alright. Mommy will agree to it. But you must finish this bowl of rice.” Cynthia took in a deep breath and deliberated over it. Once her son was asleep, she would not continue accompanying him.

“ I will certainly eat it all up.” The little boy promised.

While he was looking at this pair of mother and son, Gabriel’s slender fingers held the stem of a wine glass. His alluring lips were slightly parted as he sipped on the red wine. Dressed in a black suit, he appeared like an Oriental vampire.

Cynthia had to restrain herself, as she subtly swallowed.

How could he possess a charm that