Chapter 537

Chapter 537 I Smell Like My Mother Mr. Marilyn's reason for helping his son with homework was that, to be honest, although I felt a little uncomfortable, I couldn't bring myself to refuse Since I became a mother, my tolerance and sympathy towards children seemed to have increased a lot In the few minutes before replying to Mr Marilyn, my fingers slid across the screen several times, but in the end, I agreed to the appointment Because I thought of the mother who passed away early for that child, she even left him before he started kindergarten. I can't imagine how sad he would feel when other children happily show their homework done with their mothers Although I, as an aunt who is very unfamiliar to him, could never replace his mother in any way But at least on a psychological level, having someone of a similar age as his mother accompany him to complete this task would be much better than him not being able to submit his homework However, I also specifically informed Mr Marilyn that we would meet at a restaurant near the company, so there was no need to find a special place to treat me to a meal Mr. Marilyn readily agreed, so the next day at noon, I met for the first time the five-year-old son he had mentioned He was a blond little boy, but perhaps due to his mother's Asian genes, his eye color was darker, making his eyes appear even bigger, like two ripe blueberries. The way he curiously stared at me was incredibly adorable "Meteor, this is Aunt Olive, say hello to her, okay?"

Mr. Marilyn stood up and waved at me with a smile when he saw me walking into the restaurant, holding his child "Meteor?" I blinked and walked over to hold the child's hand, then greeted Mr. Marilyn and didn't hesitate to praise, "This name sounds really nice, and his eyes shine like a shooting star."

Meteor understood my praise completely and giggled before his father even spoke. Then, surprisingly, he opened his arms to me and asked me to sit down with him If you're loving the book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you!

To be honest, I was somewhat surprised After all, it has always been said that children from single-parent families tend to be introverted. Moreover, Mr. Marilyn was always busy with work. In my imagination, this child, although possibly raised to be as polite as his father, might develop an introverted personality But now, looking back, Meteor was lively and cheerful. I even saw in him the same lively appearance that my daughter Molly would have when she grew up. My heart instantly became incredibly tender Mr. Marilyn didn't even hesitate to hand the child over to me after he had confidently handed the menu with the ordered dishes back to the waiter. Then, he smiled calmly and said, "Yes, when my wife gave birth to Meteor, there was a shooting star outside the hospital window. So, she immediately decided on the name for the child, saying that he was a gift from heaven, a little shooting star."

When talking about his deceased wife, Mr Marilyn always had a tender expression on his face I nodded in response with a smile, and in the blink of an eye, Meteor, as 1f familiar with me, was leaning on my shoulder and playing with the hair accessory on my head "What a lovely child, he must be easy to take care of, right? He rarely cries, doesn't he?"

If you're loving the book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Oh... he was a little devil when he cried," Mr Marilyn shook his head helplessly, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes. "I didn't expect him to get along so well with you. I was worried that he wouldn't adapt to interacting with you, especially since there hasn't been a young woman in the house since his mother passed away."

I heard Mr. Marilyn's words and was also surprised. But soon I thought of something and jokingly said, "Maybe it's because I also have a child, so I have the scent of a mother on me."

However, because of this, I also felt more pity for the child in my arms. By the time Molly and Jasmin had the chance to demand to see their mother, this word had already become the most unfamiliar vocabulary for him Fortunately, throughout the entire lunchtime, Meteor was very well-behaved, except for accidentally spilling juice on my coat, there was no crying or impatience that a five-year-old child would typically have I then patiently cleaned up the stains and proceeded to explain to him how to complete the kindergarten's drawing assignments During this process, Mr. Marilyn sat across from us very kindly, watching the two of us until lunch was over and I also helped Meteor finish his collage assignment about his mother Before leaving, Mr. Marilyn stood up and handed his coat directly "T'm really sorry, Olive. You'll have to clean your coat because of Meteor. For now, you can wear mine. The weather outside is not very good, it seems a bit windy."