The Scorned Heiress's Hidden Empire (by Jade Quinn) novel Chapter 490

Chapter 490

Winter watched as Richie’s little hands gripped the handles of his bottle. His cheeks puffed in and our as he drank.

She held back the urge to touch his face, the corners of her mouth curving slightly. Then she lifted her eyes and looked at Olivia, who was standing across from her.

Behind Olivia’s mask, her eyes curved with a smile.

“When he woke up this morning, his eyes were barely open, but he kept looking toward the door. He really wanted to see you,”

Winter’s heart softened with an ache.

She lowered her head and gently brushed her chin against Richie’s soft hair.

After he finished his milk, Winter took a tissue and carefully wiped his mouth. Richie tried hard to lift his little head. He obediently closed his eyes and let her wipe his face.

He slowly called out, “Mama.”

“Yes, baby.”

After wiping his face, Winter held him in her arms.

Richie tilted his head and rested it on her shoulder. His little hand moved lightly over her protective gown.

“Mama… love…”

Winter’s chest tightened, and she could not help holding him a little closer.

“Mama loves you too. Mama loves you so much.”

Again, his soft baby voice came from her shoulder.

“Mama… love…”

Then he lifted his hand.

Winter turned her head and followed the direction he was pointing.

Richie was pointing at the photo of her taped near the head of his bed. In broken words, he said, “Mama…. loves… Dada.”

The moment Winter understood what he was saying, she saw the man standing outside the isolation

room.

Chris had clearly heard Richie too. Behind the clear face shield, his expression was hard to read. Only his fingers curled slightly.

“Dada.”

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Richie noticed Chris, but his arms were still wrapped around Winter. His little head stayed on her shoulder, and he showed no sign of reaching for Chris.

Chris walked over to them and gently stroked Richie’s head through the protective gear. He deliberately softened his low voice.

“All done with your milk?”

Richie’s cheek stayed pressed against Winter’s shoulder, his little mouth still puckered from drinking.

“All done.”

Winter had never seen Chris talk to a child before.

Hearing a man like him use baby talk made her turn and glance at him.

But he was already looking at her.

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