Divorced but Delighted novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222

What Gave You the Right to Be My Mother?

The little person hiding under the table opened its big black eyes and tilted its head slightly, as if he was a little puzzled.

Grown-ups were strange. Even if they were very sad, they acted as if nothing had happened.

Although the coffee smelled good, it didn’t taste good. Wh

did she force herself to drink it?

Even if she really wanted to try, she could add some sugar.

If she didn’t like it, why did she have to force herself?

Will looked curiously at the woman sitting on the sofa not far away.

Wanda was also looking at him.

The moment she saw the little face, she felt an upsurge of emotion and she looked shocked.

“Why are you here?”

She put down the coffee cup and hurried to the table on which the coffee machine was placed. Then she bent down and looked at the child under the table with concern.

“Come out quickly. You won’t feel comfortable there!”

She couldn’t hide the affection in her eyes.

She didn’t know why the child was hiding here, guessing that he might have a quarrel with his family, so he decided to hide.

The space was so cramped that even a child would feel uncomfortable if staying there for too long.

It would be even worse if he injured his bones or bumped his head.

With all the other places he chose to hide there.

Thinking of this, Wanda’s tone unconsciously grew serious. “Come out quickly. You can’t stay there for long.

Will was about to crawl out.

For the fable was smaller than the one at home, and it wasn’t comfortable hiding there.

He had already stuck out his head, but her tone changed his mind and she shrank back.

He looked at Wanda stubbornly.

Wanda was also stunned. She saw him coming out just now. Why did he go back?

She had no choice but to squat down and coax him in a gentle voice.

What Gave You the Right to Be My Mother?

It was a quirk of fate. She had left him at the door of the Barton family. How could she be qualified to

be a mother?

Just as Jaquan had said, a woman like her was not qualified to be a mother at all.

But what could she do?

If she had the ability to take good care of the child at that time, she would not have abandoned him.

She just didn’t want him to suffer, and she firmly believed that the Barton family would take good

care of him. That was why she sent the child over.

But she had never expected that one day her own child would say such a thing to her.

-What gave you the right to be my mother?

Right. Why didn’t she raise him?