There were two children at the kindergarten who had not left. One of them was Tommy.

Luca walked toward him.

The kindergarten teacher looked at Luca and asked, "Are you Tommy's guardian?"

The teacher hesitated for a moment. She wondered if she was his nanny. However, Luca's temperament and how she was dressed were nothing like a nanny.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Crawford's subordinate. He's busy today, so he asked me to pick up the child," Luca explained and reached her hand out to the child.

Tommy held her hand right away.

"Is that so?" the teacher asked the child.

"Yes, Teacher. I'm close with Ms. Luca. You can call Daddy to confirm that." Tommy knew the kindergarten would not allow strangers to pick up the children.

The teacher called Luke to confirm with him for the sake of the child's safety. Then, she allowed Luca to bring the child back.

Tommy lifted his head and looked at Luca with a smile on his face. "Ms. Luca, why are you the one who came to pick me up today?"

"Mr. Crawford said he's busy with work, and Uncle Zander has something to do. So, I'm here to pick you up. Why? Are you not happy that I came to pick you?" Luca held his hand tightly and stood at the roadside waiting for the taxi.

"I'm happy. Of course, I'm happy. Ms. Luca, are you bringing me back to your house or my house?" Tommy asked. He was hoping that he was going back to her house.

It was because he loved Luca's cooking.

"My house. I'll make dinner for you. What do you want to have for dinner?" Luca looked at the child. He was her biological son, so how could she not know what he was thinking of?

"I want to have spaghetti with pork chop, and..." Tommy paused for a moment and lifted his head to look at her. "Ms. Luca, aren't you hurt? You don't have to cook dinner."

"I've recovered. Look at me, I even went to work today. I'm fine. Is there anything you'd like to eat other than spaghetti and pork chop?" Luca asked. She twisted her waist to show him she had recovered.

It was just a minor waist injury. Even so, she was a little sick in the past few days. She could not sit down, and she realized that lying down was the most comfortable position. She felt better after taking the medicine and applying the ointment.

"And prawns." Tommy's eyes lit up. He knew he was in luck when Luca told him that she had recovered.

Luca nodded and promised him to cook those things for him. She brought the child to the supermarket nearby and bought some ingredients. Then, they went back to her apartment.

Tommy was a good boy. He did not cry or cause any trouble. He took his homework out and finished it carefully. He skipped the questions he could not understand and waited for Luca to teach him how to answer them.

She smiled with satisfaction when she looked at the sweet child.

How wonderful it would be if she could live a peaceful life like this in the future.

"Tommy, finish your homework first. I'll go make dinner now. We can have dinner later," Luca told him.

"Alright, Ms. Luca." Tommy lifted his head and smiled at her. Then, he continued to do his homework.

Luca walked into the kitchen and began to cook for the child.

The dishes that Tommy ordered required complicated cooking techniques, but she prepared them diligently without being careless.

She knew the reason why the child loved her cooking so much. It was not just because they were delicious but it was also because it reminded him of his mother's homemade dishes.

Luca and Tommy had dinner together after that.

The dishes tasted good, and they enjoyed the meal. Belongs to - All rights reserved.

There was no news from Luke even when it was already eight o'clock at night. Luca remembered what Tommy said just now. She picked up Tommy's exercise books and went through them for him.

There was still no news from Luke when it was nine.

Tommy sat on the couch. He asked Luca after he finished watching cartoons, "Ms. Luca, is my daddy not picking me up today?"

Luca looked at the time. It was late, but Luke had yet to call her.

She picked up her phone and walked into the maid's room. Then, she opened the wardrobe. There were two boxes in it. She remembered that there were Luke's clothes in them.

He had said that Tommy's clothes were inside too. She opened the box and searched for Tommy's clothes. Then, she found them in the other box.

Luca took the clothes out and glanced at them. They were indeed Tommy's clothes.

She took the change of clothes and walked toward him. She said, "Tommy, why don't you shower first?"

Tommy nodded his head and accepted her suggestion. He carried the clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Luca wanted to help him turn on the water but he stopped her outside the bathroom. "Ms. Luca, I can do this myself."

She was slightly dazed looking at how sensible he was. Yes, three years had gone by and the child had grown up.

Tommy was no longer the child who needed her help to shower. Although he loved to cling to her, the way he addressed her had changed.

Everything had changed.

Luca watched Tommy close the door. She thought of Luke. She had no idea what he was busy with.

Tommy's hair was wet after he finished showering. Luca hurriedly took the hairdryer to dry his hair. Then, she put Tommy's clothes into the washing machine.

She had no idea if Luke would be picking him up tonight. If he was not and she did not wash his clothes now, the child would have no uniform to wear to school tomorrow.

Tommy looked at Luca who was busy taking care of him and blurted out, “Ms. Luca, you're like my Mommy."

Luca was stunned for a moment while she was pouring the laundry liquid. She turned around and smiled at the child. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"My mommy was always busy taking care of my brother and sister. Even though there was a nanny at home, she would always do everything herself when it came to us. She's amiable." Tommy recalled the past. "Back then, I wanted to quickly grow up. That way, I could go to school and watch Mommy prepare my school bag and books for me."

Luca listened to what the child said. Indeed, she used to do these for the children.

After she adjusted the mode and switched on the washing machine, she held Tommy's hand and sat down on the couch. The child would get sleepy soon. She asked, "Do you want to hear a story?"

Tommy nodded excitedly. "Yes! But Brother and Sister would want to hear it too. I'd like to hear the story together with them."

"Well, I haven't recorded the story. Let me tell you the story and record it at the same time. After I finish the recording, you can give it to your brother and sister. Then, they'll be able to hear it, alright?" Luca replied.

"Yes, please." Tommy nodded and clapped his hands. He had been longing to hear Luca's story in the past two days. Finally, he was able to hear it.

Luca held his hand and walked into the bedroom. She took out the small pillow from the maid's room and let Tommy sleep on it. Then, she started to tell the story.

Tommy fell asleep half an hour after she started telling the story.

Luca glanced at the time. It was almost ten o'clock, but there was still no news from Luke.

Did he go drinking with those Russians?