Chapter 122


    He genuinely couldn’t believe this beautiful ce was only a bathroom.


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    He would be smiling even in his dream if he could sleep in a room like this.


    At that, he reached his hand out, wanting to feel those marvelous objects.


    However, he shrunk his hand back as soon as he lifted it, feeling fearful. What if I break it, though?!


    I’d surely be punished.


    Vania noticed his temptation. With that, she brought his hand to every one of them, letting him feel


    and touch the objects for himself.


    Being noticed for the first time rendered the little guy in awe and shock, reacting more and more


    unnatural.


    It was Vania’s first time interacting with her child like this, and she didn’t know how to describe the


    feeling, but it was still mostly bliss.


    Only when he finally got used to the surroundings and was no longer as afraid, Vania rxed a little


    and asked, “Would you like me to help you, or do you prefer to shower yourself while I wait for you


    at the door?”


    The boy lowered his head bashfully again. Though he was worried he would make a mistake,


    causing him to fall out of favor with her, he still didn’t want to trouble Vania. “Myself,” he said


    diffidently.


    Tears began pooling in Vania’s eyes again upon seeing his cautious sensibility. However, she still


    held back in front of him, not wanting to make it difficult for him. “Okay then. I’ll be right at the door.


    Call me if you’re not sure of anything, okay? The floor is slippery, so be careful when you walk.”


    He nodded at a barely noticeable degree. It had been too long since hest did something like


    nodding. Thus, it was stiff and rusty, but to him, it was already beyond his limit.


    At that, Vania retreated to the door despite being uneasy. She didn’t want to stress him out, giving


    him the space he needed to slowly adjust.


    She remembered something as she got to the door, and she asked with a smile, “I still don’t know


    your name.”


    The little guy opened his mouth but said nothing for a long time.


    However, Vania didn’t rush him, patiently waiting for him to tell her himself.


    Finally, only after a few solid minutes did he answer yet again in a barely audible volume. “Jude,” he


    said.


    It was as though he had achieved a massive aplishment when he said his name, and he felt


    rather relieved.


    “Jude. What a beautiful name,” Vania repeated as tenderness enveloped her face. “What about your


    full name?”


    Dejection instantly appeared on his little face, and he lowered his head upon hearing her question.


    People wouldugh at him whenever he said his name.


    In particr, the other kids in the vige would always bully him for having no name, saying he was


    abandoned and ill-gotten.


    The kids were right. No one wanted him, and he never had a proper name; he only had this name


    which he never knew the meaning of, and his adoptive father didn’t like the idea of the little guy


    following hisst name either.


    However, Vania didn’t know about this. She reprimanded herself for rushing things when she saw


    Jude’s reaction.


    At that, she returned to him andforted him, “I’m Vania, your mommy. You might find it difficult to


    ept it now, but that’s okay. We can take it one step at a time. You’re no longer a child with no


    home or name. Yourst name is Greyson, and if you want, Mommy can choose a name you like.”


    Jude looked at her with incredulity in response, for he already owned far too much in one day.


    Vania smiled upon seeing that he was doing better, and she said, “Alright. Go on, take a shower. If


    you need anything, you can call me by my name or address me as ‘Ma’am’. If you’re ready, you can


    even call me Mommy. I look forward to gaining your eptance.”