"This coffee was ground by you, right?"
Faye Townsend looked down and started eating a slice of bread, "No, it was ground by Lucia."
"Impossible, I know your coffee grinding habits because I drank it so much before."
Faye reached out to snatch the coffee cup, "If you don’t like it, just give it back to ."
"How could I not like it? You have no idea how much I’ve missed this taste over the years."
Miss it? Hmph, she wouldn’t believe it.
After eating, Faye went upstairs to tidy up and ca back down to find Hunter Warren wasn’t there. She asked Lucia, "Where’s Mr. Warren?"
"He just left."
Faye raised her eyebrows, left? Without even saying goodbye, typical Hunter Warren behavior.
She didn’t think much of it and took a thermal box to the hospital.
Kay Forrest left after having breakfast.
Faye sat by the bed, feeding Forrest chicken soup and chatting with her.
The mother and daughter were having a good conversation when suddenly a few people in cartoon character costus flooded in at the door.
There was Superman, Mr. Dreamy, Spider-Man, and Buzz Lightyear.
As soon as they ca in, they started dancing around the bedside.
Faye and Miya were both clueless about what was happening.
But Miya soon started giggling happily.
Her eyes were focused on Mr. Dreamy, circling around him.
After the group of mascots finished dancing, Superman, Spider-Man, and Buzz Lightyear gracefully exited the ward.
Mr. Dreamy walked up to Miya, "Miya, is your dream to have a Mr. Dreamy pocket?"
Hearing this voice, Faye was startled.
It was Hunter Warren, was he crazy, wearing such a costu to dance in this hot weather.
Was this really the Hunter Warren she knew?
Miya was absolutely overjoyed now.
Because she truly loved Mr. Dreamy.
"Yes, yes, how did you know my dream?"
"Because I am Mr. Dreamy, now I’m going to give you a gift. Close your eyes first." The mascot Mr. Dreamy took a step forward.
Miya obediently closed her eyes.
Hunter began to take off the mascot head.
His hair was already soaked with sweat, and he looked rather disheveled.
When his eyes t Faye’s incredulous gaze, he smiled.
Faye really didn’t understand what he was doing.
Hunter’s unpredictable actions completely baffled her.
She couldn’t fathom his purpose behind all this.
Was it really just to win her back? There was no need to go to such lengths to please Miya.
Could it be... he was doing this for the child?
"Mr. Dreamy, is it ready? Can I open my eyes now?"
Miya’s sweet voice chid.
Hunter turned his gaze back to Miya’s face, "Okay, you can open your eyes now."
Miya slowly opened her eyes and was pleasantly surprised to see Hunter, "Uncle, why is it you?"
"Yes, Miya, it’s , we’ve t again."
"Mom, let tell you, this is the uncle who ca to see yesterday.
Uncle said he knows you, and you know him too.
Is it true? Do you really know this uncle?
Ah, right, uncle, you didn’t tell your na yesterday."
Faye turned to look at Hunter, know him? More than just knowing him.
"Miya, your mom knew when she was fifteen.
Didn’t I say yesterday that I’d tell you my na the next ti we et?
I’ll introduce myself now, I’m Hunter Warren."
"Uncle Hunter Warren, okay, I’ll rember that.
So, uncle, what gift are you giving ?" Thankfully, Miya still rembered this.
Hunter placed his hands under his chin, palms facing up like a blooming flower, "I am your gift."
"Eh?" Miya was puzzled, "Is uncle giving himself to ?"
"Of course not, I’m giving you Mr. Dreamy’s pocket."
"But... didn’t uncle say you’re my gift?"
Hunter patted himself, "Because I am that pocket.
From now on, if Miya has any wishes, just tell , and I’ll do my best to make them happen."
"Really? Uncle, you’re not lying, are you?"
"Of course not, uncle would never lie to you."
Faye watched the conversation between the big and small, feeling a bit emotional.
Standing at the foot of the bed, watching Hunter chat with Miya in a heavy costu, she couldn’t help but wonder.
Could it really be the bond of blood?
This was indeed the first ti she had seen Hunter do sothing so selflessly.
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