Viola Harris looked at Timothy Grant with a smile in her eyes, "Miss Grant certainly knows how to raise children. Nick is so young yet already knows how to take care of his mom, it's truly enviable."
After a pause, she added, "It's just a pity, Miss Grant won't have the chance to experience it."
Timothy Grant's face suddenly changed.
At this moment, Jonathan Wilson moved a little, opened his eyes and looked at Viola Harris, tightly clutching the fabric at her chest with his little hands, and in a sweet voice said, "Mama," before closing his eyes again to sleep.
The little guy had a smile on his face, looking like a happy baby.
It was obvious he was very reliant on Viola Harris.
Timothy Grant's face appeared even more unsightly.
No mother would want to see her own child call another woman mama; she was like an outsider, standing in the rampant autumn wind, observing the happiness of the family of three in the car.
