"Yes, I am," replied Braylee as she held her children in one hand and patted their heads with another.
"They are very cute, especially this little guy here," Jackson looked at Connor as he said his compliment before continuing, "He looks exactly like Cara. If I haven't known that Cara has no children, I would have thought that both of them were father and son."
Stealing a glance at Cara subconsciously, Braylee replied, "It's all a coincidence."
As the matter of fact, when she first saw him for the first time, she had felt that he looked strangely similar to Connor. However, she knew he could not have been Connor's father.
The reason being, the man back then years ago was an old man who was almost fifty years old.
"By the way, I haven't ask you for your name," Jackson asked as he threw away the tissues in his hand.
"Braylee Ryan," she replied curtly.