Anna Jadwin felt a surge of heartache, even though the child was not hers, but Wayne Bailey's child with another woman —
Yet, she still felt inexplicably pained for him.
Maybe because he was too adorable?
Everything in the living room remained the same, just some kiddie items added, and some educational toys scattered on the floor.
Anna stepped over the toys and put the little baby on the bed.
The little guy had somehow hooked his two small legs around her, clinging onto her like an octopus.
Anna tried various ways to free herself from his clinging, but she couldn't and she didn't have the heart to force it. So she lay in bed with him.
"Little one, what's your name?"
The young Wayne pursed his thin lips, looked at her with a slightly defiant gaze. At such a young age, he already had a sense of arrogance.
Did he learn all that from Wayne Bailey?
Anna Jadwin laughed softly: "Can't you speak or do you not want to speak to me?"