"…"
There was no one on this road and no cars in sight.
At this moment, there was only the sound of the wind blowing in the distance. Nora's voice seemed to have merged with the wind, making Xander feel like he had heard something wrong.
He looked at Nora in confusion. He hesitated and asked, "What did you say?"
Nora looked at the little fellow.
Xander had been raised by Trueman since he was young. He had a strange and stubborn personality. At this moment, his entire body was prickling, as if he was resisting all the warmth from the outside world.
She turned to look at Pete. He was safe and had fallen asleep in peace.
Nora hugged Pete with one hand and reached out to Xander with the other that was covered in blood. "Let's get to know each other. I'm your mother."
Xander stared at the wound on her palm.
He still felt that he had heard incorrectly. "What mother? Stepmother?"
