A Cue for Happiness

Five years later, a little boy clad in blue overalls and a plaid shirt was attracting a lot of attention at the main terminal of Dellmoor International Airport.

His wavy hair, exquisite features, and long lashes curled upward like a doll gave everyone the impression that he would be the dream guy of many girls when he grew up.

Just as everyone was curious about his mother’s beauty, a woman with a flat nose, thick lips, and freckles dotted all over her face shouted out to him, “Have you bought the Coke, Sweetheart?”

“Yes, I have, Mommy.”

Hearing this, all the ladies among the crowd dropped their jaws in disbelief. Is it possible for a handsome young boy to have such an unattractive woman as his mother?

Ever since his mother started wearing that hideous hyper-realistic mask, such scenes would happen all the time, so Xavian Nichols was already used to it.

He walked over to Natalie and handed her the fizzy drink before drinking some water obediently.

“Mommy, how long are you planning to wear such an ugly thing?”

“Are you saying that I’m ugly, Sweetheart?”

“Of course not, Mommy. I’m just worried that you’ll feel stuffy wearing it for such a long time.”

I don’t have the right to comment on Mommy’s appearance!

Xavian was the least attractive when compared to his older brother, Clayton, and Natalie.

Hence, he felt that he did not have the right, nor the courage, to comment on her ethereal beauty.

“It’s good that you’re aware of your lack of attractiveness, Sweetheart.”

The passersby were utterly dumbfounded. Is there someone wrong with my beauty standards? The mother is way uglier than her kid!

she observed the familiar yet foreign city through the floor-to-ceiling windows

been five whole years. Time to

as Natalie was lost in her thoughts, an adorable little girl bumped into her and stumbled before falling

quickly crouched down and helped the

Did you

as she stared intently at

a fuss, but

casually call anyone your mom. She’s my mommy, not

and

the tightness of her grip, as

pointed look from Natalie, he

is

her head vigorously,

stroked her cheek. “Trust me, okay? I’ll help you find

five-year-old girl had never spoken nor made

from the moment they met and even managed to

some reason, Sophia felt a

murmuring to

Natalie, who was merely caught off guard by the girl’s

Steven, was utterly relieved when he spotted Sophia. If I didn’t manage to find her, Sam would have

carry her away when he heard her voice

ears. Crouching down,

did you just say? Can

for her, the girl pointed at

her finger and saw an ordinary-looking face filled

the hell? She’s calling this woman

he inquired, “What did you