Chapter 1717
His curiosity piqued, so he went to check on his younger siblings’ progress, only to find unopened bags of snacks situated next to each of them.
The very same snacks that Mom had just told him were all gone.
Weren’t they supposed to be out? Why did his brother and sister have fresh ones?
Did Mom not want him to eat them, choosing to keep them for his siblings instead?
He stared at the two bags of snacks with a heavy heart. He felt dejected, but he didn’t exhibit any anger. He quietly turned around and left.
“Baber, where are you off to? Miss Ellinor was asking after you just now.” The nanny, noticing him, inquired.
Baber answered listlessly. “I… I’m going to my room.”
With that, he trudged off towards the nursery, his silhouette appearing lonesome.
The nanny, finding Baber’s demeanor peculiar today but unable to figure out the reason, went back to her chores.
When Ellinor emerged from Marissa Blanchet’s room, two hours had already passed.
Marissa hadn’t asked her anything. She just rambled about her recent dreams, all of which were about Theo.
The elderly lady, missing her grandson, had a heart-to-heart with her granddaughter-in-law, both comforting each other.
Noticing that Marissa’s complexion was off, Ellinor stayed back to give her a head massage, coaxing her to take a nap before she left.
Back in her room, Adrian and Layla were already asleep.
The nanny informed her that the pair had been practicing diligently and had fallen asleep due to exhaustion, so she had moved them to their beds.
Ellinor looked at the two children from her window and let out a tired sigh, hoping that the little ones would be more harmonious and stop fighting.
“Where’s Baber?” Ellinor turned around to ask.
The nanny answered, “Baber came by earlier, took a look around, and then went back to his nursery.”
Ellinor furrowed her brows, finding the situation unusual.
Baber, being the slightly older one, was obedient but usually quite clingy. Why was he cooped up in the nursery today?
After tucking in the two little ones and instructing the nanny to keep a close eye on them, Ellinor made her way to the nursery to check on Baber.
She knocked on the nursery door, and a sweet, “Who is it?” came from within.
“Baber, it’s me, Mommy.”
There was a moment of silence before Baber’s voice came through again. “Come in.”
Ellinor pushed the door open to find Baber sitting at his little desk, engrossed in a picture book.
She walked over and sat beside him, glancing at his book and then at his chubby little face. “Why are you all alone here today? Don’t you want to play with your brother and
sister?”
Baber subconsciously pursed his lips. “I… I’m growing up now, and I need to learn to be independent. I can’t trouble Mommy too much.”
Ellinor squinted slightly. “Who said you were troubling Mommy?”
Baber shook his head. “No one said it; I feel it myself. Mommy works hard every day to take care of my brother and sister. I shouldn’t add to her troubles.”
Ellinor reached out to lightly stroke Baber’s head. “Silly boy, anything about you will never be a trouble for Mommy.”
