For Mother

Anya felt a little embarrassed at her mother's words. It was true that she had absolutely no experience in caring for small children.

It might be fun to accompany young children to play. But acting as a parent to care for their needs was not an easy thing.

"Don't I have a mother who can help me?" Anya said with a smile.

"I'd rather take care of your own child than someone else's child," Diana replied, opening the blanket so Nadine could lay Alisa on the bed.

"Mother..." The smile on Anya's face disappeared. Her heart felt as if it had been stabbed by an invisible knife.

"Am I wrong? Alisa is someone else's child. No matter how close your relationship is, Alisa will never be your daughter. She has her own family. Do you want to be her stepmother?" Diana said it while taking off the shoes and jacket that Alisa was wearing.