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Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 122

He genuinely couldn’t believe this beautiful place was only a bathroom.

He would be smiling even in his dream if he could sleep in a room like this.

At that, he reached his hand out, wanting to feel those marvelous objects.

However, he shrunk his hand back as soon as he lifted it, feeling fearful. What if I break it, though?! I’d surely be punished.

Vania noticed his temptation. With that, she brought his hand to every one of them, letting him feel and touch the objects for himself.

Being noticed for the first time rendered the little guy in awe and shock, reacting more and more unnatural.

It was Vania’s first time interacting with her child like this, and she didn’t know how to describe the feeling, but it was still mostly bliss.

Only when he finally got used to the surroundings and was no longer as afraid, Vania relaxed a little and asked, “Would you like me to help you, or do you prefer to shower yourself while I wait for you at the door?”

The boy lowered his head bashfully again. Though he was worried he would make a mistake, causing him to fall out of favor with her, he still didn’t want to trouble Vania. “Myself,” he said diffidently.

Tears began pooling in Vania’s eyes again upon seeing his cautious sensibility. However, she still held back in front of him, not wanting to make it difficult for him. “Okay then. I’ll be right at the door. Call me if you’re not sure of anything, okay? The floor is slippery, so be careful when you walk.”

He nodded at a barely noticeable degree. It had been too long since he last did something like nodding. Thus, it was stiff and rusty, but to him, it was already beyond his limit.

At that, Vania retreated to the door despite being uneasy. She didn’t want to stress him out, giving him the space he needed to slowly adjust.

She remembered something as she got to the door, and she asked with a smile, “I still don’t know your name.”

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