Love based on sweet talks and lies could never last long, and one day it would just tumble down.
However, not everyone understood.
Suddenly, Mrs. Davidson had her eyes fixed on Spencer. She waved her hand and beckoned him. "You are my son?"
Spencer leaned forward, kissed her on her cheek, and said, "Yes, mum. I'm your son."
He kept Nathalia's hand in his.
Mrs. Davidson smiled delightfully, "My son is very good-looking. I'm a lucky mother." Her smile was pure like an innocent girl's, and the joy she showed was from her heart.
Spencer was amazed that his mother accepted him straight away. It was probably the power of nature and blood. The bond between a mother and her child could never be severed.
Nathalia smiled happily for them. That's wonderful.
Then Mrs. Davidson's eyes fell on Nathalia's pretty face, pouted her lips, and asked, "And who's this girl? My daughter-in-law? You look very young, though."
