Chapter 428
Adina thought he was sleep talking.
She crouched down and said, “Hal, come here. Let’s get you to bed.”
“No, I want milk. I’m hungry. I want milk…” the kid cried while hugging Adina’s neck. “I brought the milk powder, and it’s in the suitcase. Mommy, I want to drink some
milk.”
Well, it did not seem like he was sleep talking.
Adina walked over to the suitcase, and sure enough, there was a tub of milk powder inside.
Harold was already four and a half years old. It was not quite right for a child that big to drink milk at night.
“Mommy, Hal has to drink milk at night,” George said drowsily, having woken up from the crying. “The bottle is in the suitcase too.”
“Okay, I got it. You can go to sleep now.”
Adina patted George on the head and carried the crying Harold to prepare his milk.
She prepared a big bottle of milk, but Harold finished the whole thing in less than five minutes.
She finally understood the meaning of Duke’s words. She
could not, in fact, sleep soundly while Harold was around.
What about it, though? All of that she did owe to Harold.
When both of the kids were born, she had not been around to be their mother, and now it was time for her to make it up to them with her motherly love.
Harold was fast asleep in her arms and since she did not want to disturb George and Alden’s sleep, she carried Harold to her own room.
That night, the mother and son slept side by side. The moment Harold opened his eyes in the morning, he was face to face with Adina’s face.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking he was hallucinating, but not only did the face in front of him not disappear, it actually got clearer instead.
He reached a finger out and poked Adina’s face.
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