Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children Chapter 320

She should be grateful that her sons were still alive. They were still alive. She was glad that they were
still alive. This had to be a blessing from God. “Auntie Adina, what’s wrong?” Adina held Harold so
tightly that he felt that he could not breathe, though he did not dare to say anything. He was afraid that
an embrace like this was fleeting.

But the next second, he felt warm tears fall on his cheeks.

He looked up and saw Adina’s watery eyes. Her tears were falling down uncontrollably. He was so
panicked that he did not know what to do. “Auntie Adina, what’s wrong? Did I do something wrong
again? I’m sorry, Auntie Adina. I won’t be so impudent again.” He hurriedly withdrew from Adina’s
embrace. Adina felt a twinge of pain in her heart. Over the past few days, she chose not to come to the
Winters family’s residence and ignored Harold on purpose. This boy must have been very heartbroken.

He was her son, not Dew’s son! How could she punish her own precious son? She had already owed
him so much! “Hal, you’ve done nothing wrong. Nothing wrong at all.” Adina pulled him over and
continued to hold him in her arms. She rubbed Harold’s hair with her chin. “I’m sorry, Hal. It’s my fault. I
shouldn’t have ignored you for so many days. Starting today, I will come here and cook for you every
day. I will make you whatever you like.” Harold’s eyes widened in a daze. “Really? Auntie Adina, do you
really mean that?” “Don’t call me Auntie Adina. You should call me…” Adina did not finish her sentence.
The words got stuck in her throat. “What should I call you?” Harold tilted his head and asked. “Just call
me Auntie for now.” Adina felt a faint bitterness on the tip of her tongue. If she told him all the things
that happened five years ago, she would not be able to cover up Alden and Melody’s identities. Duke
would definitely take away the custody of her two children.



It was such a big stake. She did not dare to risk it.



As long as her boys were still alive and well, as long as she could see them living happily, that was
more than enough for her.

“Auntie Adina, are you sure you are okay?”

Harold asked as he gazed at her with a slight concern. . “I’m fine.” Adina wiped her tears. She said with
a smile, “I’m just… Too happy that I don’t know what I should say.” Harold did not understand what it
meant to cry tears of joy. He raised his chubby little hands and helped Adina wipe away the tears on
both cheeks. Adina tenderly said, “Hal, can I see your photos of you growing up?” Harold nodded
fiercely. “Okay, I’ll go get it.” He jumped off the couch and stomped upstairs. A moment later, he came
downstairs carrying several thick photo albums. Adina flipped through the photos of the boys’ 100-day-
old celebration party. The little ones were lying in their cribs with sparkling, black eyes open. One was
lying obediently like a grown-up. He had the facial features of his father. She could tell right away that
that was George. The other one was not lying still as his hands and legs were moving. His eyes were
looking around.

“Hal, this must be you.” Adina smiled and said, “You were already so naughty when you were little.”

She turned the album to the next page. Her fingers suddenly paused. It was a “family photo”. Duke and
Dew stood side by side. Each carried a baby in their arms. Four people in a photo. It was a standard
family photo of a family of four. Adina’s fingertips slightly trembled. She slowly asked, “Is Dew nice to
you and George?” “I don’t know if she’s nice to us or not, but I don’t like her,” Harold pouted as he said
that.” Auntie Adina, Dew is my mother, but I like you more. And I’d rather call you mommy.”


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