My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 8


    My Son Mother Will Be My Wife Chapter 8–Gregory’s Lonely Visit


    “Yes,” Nichs said, just to please the boy. He was convinced that it would only take a few days for


    Gregory to forget about this woman, and he was even more convinced that there was no way a woman


    unknown to the Sawyers could make such asting impression on a young boy.


    To his misfortune, Nichs had spent every waking moment of the next three days keeping Gregory


    company, only to hear himin about seeing Tessa.


    As he made various excuses to dy his ns to see her, Gregory lost his temper and threatened to


    ignore him. So, the little prince locked himself in her room, refusing to go out or let anyone in.


    Staring at the locked bedroom door, Nichs began to grow exasperated. He didn’t have time for that,


    especially on a day when he had to stop by thepany to attend an international meeting.


    Therefore, he called the butler and ordered him severely:


    “Keep an eye on Greg and don’t let him do stupid things. Call me if something unexpected happens.


    -Yes sir! Andrew, the butler,plied with a respectful nod.


    Then Nichs straightened up and walked out the door. Soon his imposing figure disappeared behind


    the door of an exquisite Bentley that was parked outside, and the car sped away from the house.


    Right now, Gregory was huddled in his room, seething with childish rage as he pressed against the


    balcony and watched his father’s car slip out of sight. When he waspletely gone, he turned and


    went back into his bedroom, then slung Superman’s backpack over his small shoulders. He slipped


    through the hole in the backyard wall and promptly erased all the camera footage that had recorded his


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    Actually, he had already looked up the address where Tessa’s orchestra was located on the Inte. If


    Daddy won’t take me to see her, then I’ll go see her myself! she decided. Now that her mission was


    aplished, he brushed the dust off her hands and made a triumphant noise.


    “You must have underestimated me if you think you can keep me on lockdown!”


    The little boy had just made his great getaway when he called a transport through a telephone


    application. Very carefully, he targeted the Heavenly Choir Orchestra, which was an astonishing


    hundred-odd kilometers away.


    Almost two hourster, Gregory finally got out of the car and looked toward the entrance of the


    building. Tightening the strap of his backpack, he took a deep breath and went inside, then looked at


    the receptionist as she asked quietly,


    “Hello, miss, I’m here to pick up my mom.” Her name is Tessa Reinhart and she works here. Could you


    help me call her, please?


    The receptionist took a liking to the little boy right away, but when she found out that he was Tessa’s


    son, she couldn’t hide her astonishment: She had been working there for so many years, but she had


    never mentioned that she was the mother of such an adorable child.


    “Are you here alone, little one?” Give me a moment while I call your mom right now.


    “Well, thank you, kinddy!” Gregory said cheerfully, then moved to the counter and waited.


    Meanwhile, when Tessa got the call from the receptionist that someone was there to see her, she had


    thought it might be an audience member from one of her shows, but what the receptionist said was:


    “Miss Reinhart, your son is here to see you, and he is alone. Pleasee as soon as possible; it’s not


    safe for a boy like him to walk around alone. God only knows what kind of predator would try to kidnap


    him.


    “Er…” Stunned, Tessa blinked and replied, “Sure, got it, I’ming right now.”


    Her son had been taken from her five years ago, and she wondered if some child hade up to the


    building and mistaken her for his mother. But she thought it was a twist of fate, so she hurried over.


    Better me than a human trafficker, he told himself.


    It didn’t take long for her to reach the orchestra building, but the moment she stepped through the


    doors, her eyes locked on Gregory.


    She looked at him with wide eyes and froze with surprise: “What is the little one doing here?”


    Gregory, on the other hand, smiled when he saw her, and he couldn’t hide his emotion. She slid out of


    her seat with the backpack slung over her shoulders. He started toward her as fast as her small legs


    could carry him. He wrapped his arms around her leg and said softly:


    “Bonita, we finally meet!”


    Tessa felt her heart melt into a puddle. Bending down, to be at the level of her eyes, she asked him


    slowly:


    “Honey, what are you doing here?”


    “Dad doesn’t have time to bring me, so here I am by myself!” He murmured making a face.


    “Only?” For a moment, Tessa wondered if she had misheard him. She felt the hairs on the back of her


    neck rise at the loss of words. I don’t know what kind of courage a small child can have to make a trip


    here alone! Besides, the Sawyers won’t know what to do when they find out he’s missing!”


    She shuddered as Nichs’s icy expression shed through her mind. Immediately, she tried to


    appease Gregory:


    “Honey, it’s not right for you to be here alone without telling your family beforehand. Come with me


    now. I’ll take you home.


    “No, I don’t want to go home!” the little boy eximed. When he heard her ask him to leave her, he


    hugged her tightly and looked down at her. Still pouting, he asked her, “Why do you want to send me


    home, honey?” Is it because you hate me?


    -Of course not! That’s impossible. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I like you,” Tessa told him


    reassuringly. Even so, he seemed unconvinced, his little face grim as he pointed out:


    “Then why didn’t you say goodbye to me before you left the banquet the other day?” I asked dad to


    take me to you, but we couldn’t find you anywhere, and I couldn’t even say goodbye.


    Hearing that, she stiffened in surprise. “Did this little guy try to look for me while I was on the


    yacht?” She had no reason to stay after her performance, since the rest of her orchestra was already


    coming down. She didn’t think the little boy thought she had left without saying goodbye to him.


    A fond smile curved her lips as she looked at him sweetly, thenforted him by saying:


    “Honey, you misunderstood. Anyone who sees how adorable you are will love you at first sight, but I


    think it’s inappropriate for a child your age to be out of the house without an adult.” She paused before


    adding, “Look, if your father finds out you’ve disappeared and call the police, then I would be a


    kidnapper, don’t you think?


    “A kidnapper who has taken the little prince of the Sawyer family far from home. That is a crime she


    would never dream ofmitting, even if she had all the courage in the world.” However, Gregory


    patted his chest as he confidently promised:


    “Don’t worry, sweetie, I’ll protect you!” Dad won’t be able to intimidate you at all.


    Amusement shed in Tessa’s eyes as she blurted out her childish oath. Reaching out a hand, she


    stroked his face gently, more than d to have the promise of protection for the little one. Saying that,


    she was still worried and restless. After a moment’s reflection, she pressed:


    “Honey, do you think you could give me your father’s number?”


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