Chapter 88

The next day, the sun shone outside the window when Tracy woke up late.

She yawned and went downstairs, vaguely glimpsed a person sitting in the courtyard, and did not look carefully: "Aunt Daniella, you wake up so early."

"It's ten o'clock soon. Where is it early?"

Tracy: "..."

She rubbed her eyes and found that the one sitting at the stone table was not Aunt Daniella but Sean, who was eating breakfast.

Tracy was stunned: "What about Aunt Daniella?"

"She went out."

Tracy was shocked, "Why are you here?"

Sean turned his head to look at her and said lightly: "Why can't I be here."

That's true, too.

No matter how he said it, he was Aunt Daniella's son, and he was here, which was reasonable.

Wait a minute......

Is this reconciliation between mother and son?

In Tracy's changing eyes, Sean withdrew his gaze: "You can also eat lunch if you stay for a while."

Tracy came to her senses and went into the kitchen to s