Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 344

However, instead of obediently returning to his mother's arms as he had done yesterday, he tightened his hold on Grace's legs.

Kyla Corbyn said, "Sorry, Nelson's not usually like this. He seems to like you."

"It's all right. I like Nelson too," said Grace, picking up the little one as she spoke.

The little one did not struggle and was remarkably submissive. He even grinned broadly at Grace after she picked him up.

The smile had a trace of timidity and ingratiation that made Grace strangely sad. "Hello, Nelson," said Grace, raising her hand to touch the little one's head.

However, the little one could not hear her voice at all. He did not know what she was saying. He only looked at her in confusion.

Kyla Corbyn looked at her son and then at Grace. Suddenly, there was a flash of gloom in her eyes. Did Nelson... mistake Grace for that person? Was that why he was so unnaturally close to... If so, it was such a shame... They could never see that person again.

"Can you teach me some sign language one day, Kyla? I want to learn to communicate with Nelson," Grace said to Kyla Corbyn.

Kyla Corbyn came to herself and quickly said, "Sure, of course."

Grace interacted with the little one for a while, but because she did not know sign language, the interaction was not that smooth. She needed Kyla Corbyn to help with sign language.

By noon, Grace started delivering food.