"Don't worry, Mom. There's no need to bother with them for now." Melody Thorne cradled little Melia in her arms. The little one had just been fed and was now blowing bubbles from her tiny mouth. Her big round eyes were bright and her cheeks were pink and tender.
"So adorable!" Yulia O'Connell wanted to hold her but was afraid of hurting the little bundle of joy.
"Melody," the old man had arrived as well.
"Grandpa," Melody Thorne handed little Melia to Mrs. Sila, then supported the old man with one hand. "Grandpa, you're not in good health and just had surgery. Why aren't you resting at the old house?"
"How can I rest when something this big has happened? If you hadn't disappeared after giving birth, I would've made little Melia's existence public back then. Look at the commotion outside now. Jared might not care because he's a man, let them say whatever. But look at it, they're all talking about you alone!"
