Bella was shocked by his response. She slightly tightened her grip on their linked hands.
"But Mommy, that's was just my opinion. I will never force you to follow my choice to reunite with Dad. It's your happiness that matters more to me. So please, don't decide anything just because of me. Just follow your heart. I'm just a kid. Kids are tough and easily adaptable human beings, Mommy."
She was speechless when she heard her four-year-old son speak like Aunty Noora. He sounded mature, and she felt embarrassed because his words were correct.
"You are such a wise and genius kid, Dax. Thank you, baby... for sharing with mom what's in your heart and mind," said Bella. She smiled as she slowly placed her hand on his chubby cheek. "I am very grateful to have a wise, intelligent, mature son like you... I feel like I don't want or need anyone else in the world but you. Only you, my son..."
