Nora Harrow looked at him, silently waiting for his next words.
But Xavier Warren didn't say anything more, he drove away directly, and didn't say a word all the way there. Nora Harrow wanted to ask him several times, but the topic had cooled down, and she couldn't find the energy, only thinking that to bring up "unless something" would seem particularly abrupt.
Up until they reached the villa, Xavier Warren didn't pay her any more attention.
As soon as the car stopped, he got out and went into the house, and Nora Harrow quickly followed him.
When Nora Harrow saw her son at this moment, she couldn't care about anything else. Her son was being held by the nanny, crying and crying, and nothing could soothe him, but as soon as he was in Nora Harrow's arms, he stopped crying.
His eyes, clear as black and white, filled with mist, muttering, seemingly: "Mama." Two words.
Not yet two years old, he couldn't speak fully.
