Pick Up a Son, Get a Free Husband 9

Chapter 1782: Never Forgotten

Lisa opened the door. "I'll go and pick him up. Don't come down. There're a lot of people and cars around here."

"Okay." Jennie's gaze did not leave Leo at all as she nodded half-heartedly.

Lisa went down and walked towards his son.

Leo, who was waiting by the entrance, started walking towards his father when he saw him.

Lisa patted his son's head tenderly. "Why are you so late today?"

Leo gazed down at the box in his hands. "There was a cooking class. I made a cake for Mommy."

Lisa looked at the cake, then he took it and walked towards the car as he held his son's hand.

The both of them passed by a stall selling some bamboo strip toys. There were butterflies, ants, and some other characters made out of bamboo strips.

The stall owner made an offer when he saw the cute little boy staring at his wares. "Hello there! Do you like them? Have your daddy buy you one!"

Leo turned around and left without hesitation.

None of them looked as good as those Mommy made!

Leo stopped when they reached the car. "I'm going to Grandfather's house today. Please bring the cake to Mommy for me."

Lisa did not reply.

Leo frowned and looked at his father.

"I..." Leo thought his father had not heard him and was about to repeat himself.

Then, Lisa interrupted him. "Hand it over yourself."

He opened the door.

Leo's expression changed instantly as he stared at the backseat of the car.

The little guy seemed to have seen something impossible. He stood there stunned with his mouth wide open, no words coming out of it.

Jennie could not care much about her anxious emotions anymore. She went out of the car and embraced the little guy warmly. "Baby..."

Leo was engulfed by a warm hug and his eyes flew open wide. Tears started to roll down his cheeks...

The little guy called out to her with his trembling voice, "Mommy..."

"I'm sorry that I made you wait for so long."

"Mommy..."

"I'm here!"

"Mommy..." The little guy hung onto his mother's neck and cried uncontrollably.

All the waiting, all his memories, they all came to him like a flash flood.

Jennie was heartbroken when Leo cried so hard. "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry, baby..."

Lisa looked at the crying mother and son pair with gentle eyes. He reminded Leo gently, "Didn't you have something for your mother?"

Leo then stopped crying. He sobbed as he took the box from his father and handed it to his mother.

"Is this for me?" Jennie asked.

Leo nodded.

Jennie opened the box carefully. Inside it was a cake and jam had been used to draw on top of the cake.

With the use of brisk, simple lines, there was an illustrated woman lying in the bed with a small child beside her...

Her Leo had never forgotten about her...

Jennie felt regretful when she thought about how the little guy had been sitting by her side alone as he waited for her to wake up. Why did she not wake up earlier, much earlier?

"Thank you... I like it a lot... Thank you..."