The young mother smiled kindly, "Sure."
Iris Harris reached out and gently touched the baby's soft cheek. The delicate feel melted the tip of her heart.
Perhaps it was true; people are always attached to things they can never have. She didn't feel it before, but now, she really liked children.
The baby loved to laugh, and as soon as Iris touched her, she giggled, her big eyes curved into crescents, incredibly cute. Iris couldn't help but smile too.
Over there, Brandan Hyde had settled the bill. He turned his head and saw Iris happily playing with a stranger's child, even showing a long-lost smile on her face.
The woman's face was gentle, with lowered eyes and a rare smile. Such a scene slightly moved Brandan Hyde's heart.
His gaze deepened as he called out to her, "Iris, let's go home."
Iris heard his voice, turned her head to look at him, and said to the baby's mother, "I'm leaving."
"Mm, okay!"
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