The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 509

Leila couldn't wait to be with Charles after Chris left. She had to pick up Charlie from the kindergarten at 3 o'clock that afternoon.

Charlie's big bright eyes looked very similar to Charles' and Leila had grown very fond of the little boy. After picking up Charlie, she went to the market to buy premium cut pork ribs and chicken which were Charlie's favorite food.

"Eat more," Leila urged Charlie as she saw him put down his chopsticks. Little Charlie resembled Charles not only in appearance but also in personality. Like Charles, Charlie spoke little but he was very smart for his age. He had a look of sophistication and had an air of royalty about him. His mind was sharp and mature for a three-year-old, Leila mused tenderly.

"If you like them, mom will make more pork ribs and chicken for you tomorrow," Leila told Charlie with a tender smile. Watching him sitting at the table looking all serious tugged at her heart.

"I'm full," Charlie said, taking a small sip of water. He dabbed his mouth regally with the table napkin and made as if to leave the table.

"Charlie, wait!"

Leila looked at Charlie timidly and said,"I want to talk to you,"

Unbelievable as it may seem, but she always felt shy and humble in front of Charlie, a three-year-old boy. He never called her mom and she always felt like his nanny even though she raised him as her son from infancy.

Leila sat up straight, trying to act strictly and remind Charlie that she was his mother. But Charlie's cold disdain as he regarded her made her change her mind immediately. She was intimidated by Charlie and knew in her heart that she would be just his nanny forever.

Preparing some fruits and arranging them on a platter, she set them in front of Charlie. He ate the fruits delicately with his fork like nobility. 'Charlie looks so cute, ' Leila thought staring at Charlie wonderingly.

He looked so cute that she wanted to hug him and kiss him but his distant air made her give up the idea. She knew that Charlie hated being close to anybody. If she tried to hug or kiss him, she was afraid that he would throw the fruits at her face, so she never gave in to this urge.

In order to keep the peace, she continued to sit motionlessly in her chair.

When Charlie was about to finish eating the fruits, Leila cleared her throat and said,"Charlie, do you want to have a father?"

"No, I don't!"

Charlie answered coldly without any hesitation.

Hearing his cold reply, Leila felt embarrassed for asking.

She explained to Charlie carefully,"If you have a father, he will buy you new clothes and toys. He can take you to all the places you want to go. He could also get someone to teach you how to play the piano. I know you wanted to learn the piano but our house is too small. If you have a father, he can buy a big house that can accommodate even ten pianos."

"Did that man come back for you?"

Charlie asked, looking at her shrewdly.

"That man? Which man are you referring to?"

Leila frowned, regarding Charlie with amazement and confusion in her eyes.

"The man in your phone."

Charlie's face was inscrutable. "The man which resembles me,"

"Hmm…yes,"

Leila admitted reluctantly, trying to gauge Charlie's reaction. She was surprised to learn that Charlie had seen the pictures of Charles she kept in her phone. She kept Charles' photos in her phone and looked at them every night like a besotted teenager. She was embarrassed to know that Charlie knew about the pictures but never once raised the subject. "Charlie, that man is your natural father," Leila said seriously.