“Hey Astrid, I heard you were called 'mommy' by a kid in the hotel last night." During breakfast, Jeremiah suddenly asked Mable.Yawning, Mable felt a headache when this topic came up. She had a sleepless night, haunted by images of Spike and his dad."Yeah, he seemed quite adorable."Jeremiah frowned slightly. A fleeting shadow passed through his eyes.He served some food to Mable, expressing concern, "In the future, if something like this happens, call the police directly. What if it's a trap, and someone intentionally uses a child to lure you into a secluded place?"Mable smiled, feeding Lemon some apple sauce. "Brother, don't worry; I've got my guard up."Jeremiah sighed helplessly. "You're just too fearless!"After breakfast, Jeremiah went upstairs to make a call to Rory."Why didn't you tell me about Blair coming to Rome?" Jeremiah knew Rory always kept an eye on Blair's movements.On the other end, Rory asked, "I just found out yesterday."Jeremiah said, "He and Astrid
When Rory knelt with a diamond ring in his hand, the song "Marry Me" echoed, and even the lights turned a romantic sky blue."Mable, marry me." Rory, holding flowers and a ring, looked at Mable, his eyes filled with deep affection.Mable stared at him with confusion, as if question marks were on her forehead. She never expected that Rory, who invited her out today, would propose."Rory, did you take the wrong medicine, or are you sick?" Mable could not help asking. She considered him a friend, and he was thinking of her becoming his wife.Looking at her, Rory said, "Yes, I'm sick, and it's an incurable disease. Mable, you are the cure for my incurable disease."Who taught him these cheesy lines?"You should get up first." Mable felt a bit embarrassed with so many people around.Rory remained kneeling and continued, "Mable, I love you. Marry me. I want to take care of you for a lifetime. I don't mind you having a daughter. I will treat Little Lemon as my own—"Mable interrupted
Solomon suddenly thought of something. "Yeah, Master Blair, you and Mable haven't divorced. If she marries Rory, it'll be bigamy."Blair frowned. "Haven't we divorced?"Why had he seen their divorce certificate at home, then?Seeing Blair staring at him, Solomon explained cautiously, "Master Blair, you've been married twice. After the first divorce, you remarried a year later."So, it was a divorce and remarriage.How much did he love her to marry her twice?At this thought, Blair's heart began to ache again. He clutched his chest, enduring the pain. His face filled with anger.This damn woman, why?! Why did she make him suffer like this?Mable did not eat. She reluctantly accepted Rory's proposal ring and flowers, dragging him out of the restaurant.Once outside, Mable took off the ring and returned it to Rory. She did not accept the roses he gave her."Rory, you know I can't marry you. Don't play this kind of joke with me!"It was too embarrassing just now. She wanted to r
Spike listened to Blair’s phone call before quietly returning to his bedroom. Blair wanted to divorce his mom! ‘After finally finding Mommy, how could he do this?’Spike felt sad. No, he must stop Dad! However, now, Dad felt upset just thinking about Mommy. Spike sat on the bed for a while, eventually deciding to start with Mommy. If Mommy could regain her memory, it may awaken Dad's memory. With this in mind, Spike took out his laptop from his backpack, connected to the hotel WIFI, and quickly hacked into the surveillance system. Then, he found the car Mommy took when leaving the hotel the other night through its license plate. Using the car's license plate, Spike found Mommy's address. "Muller Manor." That was the place! Spike noted down the address, ready to visit Mommy early tomorrow.The following day, Blair received the divorce agreement from his lawyer. He printed it and picked up a pen. A woman who would abandon her husband and son showed she did not l
Spike paid the cab fare and hurriedly caught up. Seeing Mommy entering the building, Spike wanted to follow but was stopped by the secretary in the lobby."Hey, kid, who are you looking for?" The secretary, an Italian who spoke Italian, worried that the boy would not understand. To her surprise, the boy fluently replied in Italian, "I'm looking for my mommy!"Spike pointed towards the elevator Mommy took and continued, "My mommy just went in there." The secretary was momentarily stunned, as the person who went in was President Muller.Unbelievably, the secretary examined Spike and found some resemblance to the real President Muller. Who would have thought President Muller had an older son?!The secretary asked, "What's your name?" Spike looked at the lobby secretary and said, "Miss, I'm Hubert Fowler. The person who just went in is really my mommy. Please let me in."Almost forty and called "Miss" by a kid, the secretary burst into laughter. Afraid she would not believe him, Spi
In Mable's eyes, kids of this age could not protect themselves, making them vulnerable to harm. Spike, looking at Mom, his eyes slightly red as he said, "Mommy, I just missed you too much." His words tightened Mable's heart, feeling an unexplained tenderness. Spike held Mom's hand, looking slightly nervous. "Mommy, you won't be mad, right?" Mable gently touched Spike's face, hesitated momentarily, and spoke, "Spike, I’m not your mommy." "Yes, you are. You are my mommy." Spike said and took several photos from his backpack, handing them to Mom. "Mommy, look. These are our previous photos together." Mable was taken aback. There were photos? She took a look and was stunned. In the photo, a woman identical to her was holding Spike. The mother and son made a heart shape to the camera with gentle smiles... "This…" Mable could not believe her eyes as she looked at these photos. How could she not remember taking these pictures? Mable looked at these photos in her hand a
At the hotel.A knock on Spike's room door. "Young Master, it's lunchtime."Thinking Spike might have missed it with headphones on, the bodyguard pushed the door open. "Young Master?!"Where was he?! Panic struck the bodyguard. "He's missing again! Quick, call Master Blair!"Blair paused the meeting upon learning Spike was missing. He checked Spike's phone location and found him a few kilometers away at a mall. Blair rushed there immediately.Inside the mall.Mable was having lunch with Spike.Looking at the child before her, Mable fell into contemplation.Spike was seven this year, indicating she gave birth to him when she was nineteen.Back then, she was so young, not even of legal marriage age. Most likely, she was unmarried and pregnant.Mable became more convinced that Blair was a scumbag.Spike looked at Mom, asking, "Mommy, why did you forget Dad and me?"Mable served food for Spike. "It seems I was under some stress."Jeremiah mentioned that when they found her, sh
Blair held Spike's hand, his gaze piercing as he looked at Mable. His voice filled with a threatening tone. "If I see you near my son again, I'll end you!"Mable took a cold breath. His fierce gaze made her realize he meant every word. At this moment, a word echoed in Mable's mind—‘Tyrant!’Damn, he was always threatening to end someone's life. This man is a dangerous individual.Spike anxiously looked at Blair, explaining, "Dad, I came to find Mommy on my own. It wasn’t—"Blair interrupted Spike, "She's not your mommy!"Even if she were, he would not allow Spike to accept her! She had taken another man's proposal and was about to start a new family. They had nothing to do with each other anymore.Spike looked at Blair with a bit of grievance. "Dad."Blair did not say another word, leading Spike out of the restaurant.Mable stood there, a mix of emotions in her heart. The DNA test results had not come out, so she could not be a hundred percent sure that Spike was her son. She c