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
Spike sighed like a little adult.Muller Manor.Mable returned home with a heavy heart. Lemon was playing with dolls in the living room. When she saw Mable return, she dropped the doll, reaching out to be picked up. "Mommy. Hugs.""Good Little Lemon, Mommy will pick you up after washing her hands."Mable washed her hands and lifted Lemon, placing her on her lap and kissing her soft little face. Lemon pointed toward the garden, wanting to play outside. "Mommy. Flowers, look, fragrant."Many peach trees in the mansion's backyard were in full bloom this season, filling the air with a faint peach blossom fragrance."Sure. Mommy will take Little Lemon to see the flowers."Mable put a hat on Lemon and then carried her to the garden. Sitting on the swing with Lemon in her arms, Mable looked at the surrounding peach blossom trees, lost in thought.The Muller Manor was large, with two separate cottages behind the peach forest. Since returning to the Muller family two years ago, she had
Jeremiah took out a document and handed it to Mable, then continued, “Blair Fowler has a hereditary mental illness. He’s insane. After you lost your memory, I didn’t want you to have any connection with him, so I told you that he was dead.“As for the child, I thought you would find Blair if you knew you had a son, which would lead to more entanglement with him. That’s why I kept it a secret and didn’t tell you.”Jeremiah looked at Mable and patted her shoulder, saying, “Astrid, I’m sorry for lying to you, but you have to believe that I won’t harm you. I’m your family.”Mable stared blankly at the medical report in her hand belonging to Blair. It clearly documented his medical history from adolescence to twenty-six.He indeed had a hereditary mental disorder.“I know you did it for my own good, but...”A strong sense of guilt surged in her heart when she thought of Spike.The first time he saw her, he cried and said he missed her. However, as his mother, she had completely forgo
Solomon saw Mable’s wary face and smiled wryly. “What’s that look for? I’m not a bad person.”“That’s usually what bad people say.”Solomon was speechless.He did not know how to respond to that.“I want to see Spike. Can you take me to him?”Mable paused, then added, “I know he’s Blair and my son...”“You’ve regained your memory?”“No. Spike showed me pictures of us, and I took him for a DNA test yesterday.”Solomon paused. So, that was why.“I can take you to see Spike, but you have to answer a question of mine first.”Mable said, “Go ahead.”Solomon stared at her probingly. “How did you lose your memory?”Mable looked back at him. She wondered what he would ask, but it turned out to be this.“The doctor said it’s due to shock.”“Shock?” Solomon looked at her in confusion. Was it not because of poisoning?“Mable, you...”Mable interrupted him. “I’ve answered your question. You should take me to Spike now.”Solomon fell silent.He took her upstairs. “Spike is in the
“Spike!”Mable crouched down and hugged Spike tightly.At that moment, her heart filled with guilt toward him. Her nose stung with tears.“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to forget you. Can you forgive me, Spike?”Spike’s eyes lit up as he looked at his mother in joy. “Mommy, did you regain your memories?”Mable’s guilt deepened. “No. I went to get the DNA test results we did yesterday. I’m sorry...”Blair looked at Mable and Spike. It turned out they did a DNA test.Although Spike was a bit disappointed, he still mustered up his spirits and smiled, shaking his head. “It’s okay. I’m happy as long as you know I’m your child...”“Why is your voice so hoarse?”Mable touched Spike’s face and realized that not only was his voice hoarse, but his face was also a bit warm.“Spike, are you running a fever?”Blair’s voice sounded. “Hurry up and lie down inside!”Mable turned to glare at Blair and snapped, “Blair Fowler, can’t you speak nicely? Don’t raise your voice!”Blair’s gaze was shar
Blair stood up and walked out.In the kitchen, Mable was crouched on the ground, picking up a broken bowl.It had been a long time since she cooked, and her movements were a bit rusty. She accidentally dropped the bowl on the floor.“Mommy, are you okay?” Spike also ran out when he heard the noise.“I’m fine. Go back to your room and lie down. Don’t come out again.”After coaxing Spike back into the room, Mable turned around and saw that Blair had stood behind her at some point. He stared at her expressionlessly.Mable was startled.Blair had one hand in his pocket and said coldly, “I’m warning you. Don’t have any ideas about my son!”Mable’s tone was equally cold. “Spike is my son, too!”The two’s eyes seemed to shoot sparks.Just as the atmosphere was about to reach freezing point, the sound of the kettle came from the kitchen.Mable ignored Blair and quickly walked over to turn off the kettle.She picked up the kettle, poured hot water into the pot, and started to cook.