Chapter 1523
Christmas was just around the corner.
Hope was already ten months old. At ten months, most babies could start uttering ‘mama’ and ‘daddy’.
Jeremy, after planting a kiss on Hope, said, “Once you’ve called me ‘daddy’, you must call mama too.”
Hope, with his big round eyes fixed on Cornelia, tried to reach out with his tiny arms. He babbled ‘daddy’ but refused to say ‘mama’.
Cornelia took Hope into her arms, feeling a pang of disappointment that her child, whom she bore through nine months of hardship, refused to call her ‘mama’. “Do you think it’s because I spend too little time with him that he won’t call me ‘mama’?” Cornelia asked.
After her postnatal recovery, Cornelia had devoted herself to her work on her comics. Her work had gained popularity, and their San Manga Studio was doing better by the day.
Her work kept her so busy that she had little time to spend with Hope, who was primarily looked after by Jeremy. This was something she rued, especially when compared to the time Jeremy spent with their son.e2
Concluding that this was probably why Hope was not as close to her, Cornelia resolved to spend more time with him, no matter how busy she was.
Hope was growing fast, from a tiny baby who could fit in the palm of her hand to a nearly twenty-pound bundle of joy. She did not want to miss his growth, knowing that once missed; those moments could never be relived.
Jeremy, not wanting to see Cornelia upset, comforted her, “Don’t overthink it. Our Hope is not even a year old. He’s just starting to talk. He won’t master the whole vocabulary overnight.”
Just as he said this, Hope uttered, “mama.”
At the sound of this, Cornelia’s face lit up with joy. She showered Hope with kisses, saying, “You naughty boy, mama thought you were upset with me because I didn’t spend enough time with you.”
Jeremy, hugging them both, chimed in, “Buddy, you can’t upset mama like that anymore, okay?”
Hope, not understanding what was being said, stared at Cornelia and giggled. His radiant smile told them how happy he was to be with his parents.
Jeremy playfully pinched Hope’s nose, “Just because you’re smiling at us doesn’t mean we’ll forget how you upset mama.”
“No, Høpe didn’t upset me.” Cornelia quickly defended him, then suddenly remembered that the live stream was still going on, “Honey, we should go back to the live stream. We can’t keep the organizers waiting.”
The organizers didn’t mind waiting at all. Even though Jeremy wasn’t in the frame, the number of viewers kept increasing, and the comments were pouring in. Everybody was guessing who Jeremy’s wife could be.
What did she look like? She must be beautiful to be married to him.
Finally, Jeremy, accompanied by his wife and child, reappeared on the live stream.
The host was taken aback when she saw Cornelia. She had expected Mrs. Artis to be beautiful, but she hadn’t imagined Cornelia’s beauty, especially her clear and, bright eyes, would be so captivating.
The host, maintaining her composure, welcomed them, “Mrs. Artis, welcome to our live stream.”
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