Fake Marriage: Love Takes Me To You

Eric saw his mother in the crowd from a distance. He waved his little hand desperately, trying to let his mother see him at a glance.

"Mom, I'm here! Mom, I'm here!" Eric jumped up excitedly and waved his little chubby hands hard.

He waved at her excitedly, but the woman stopped when she saw him, as if she was frightened by him.

When Megan rushed over, his face was already pinched by her hand. Megan asked in surprise, "Eric, why is your face swollen?"

On the other side, Zoe gently patted her hand which was pinching Eric's face and said with dissatisfaction, "Look at you. What are you talking about? What do you mean by 'Eric's face swollen'? He is fat, okay?"

"Mom, what did you feed Eric? How could he be so tall and fat in such a short time? Did you feed some chemicals to him?" Megan exclaimed in surprise.

"Did you hear what your mother are talking about?" Zoe patted Megan's hand aside again and asked Megan not to study Eric as if he was animal in the zoo. "I'm here to pick him up. What are we doing here? Go home now. I've prepared a lot of dishes. I'm waiting for you to have a big meal when you come back."

As soon as Eric heard that there were delicious food, he jumped up two more times and happily shared with his mother, "Grandma's food is so delicious, even better than the fast food restaurant I have been!"

Megan was suspicious of what Eric said. He liked fast food most, but he thought the food cooked by his

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know? He must like his grandmother very much now. Maybe he will go back to the Lu Family with her one day and never come back to our Lin Family again."

It turned out that the situation was so serious. Zoe sighed, "So the consequences are so serious. Are you just thinking too much?"

Megan shook her head disapprovingly and even joked, "Otherwise, how do you think your girl has lived for so many years? So my dear mother, please stand on my side. There is almost no good person in the Lu Family, remember."

However, Eric protested, "Mom, how can you say that about my dad and grandma? I think they are all good people."

"So you are just a kid." Megan stretched out her hand again and scratched his hair. Then she admired the good quality of her son's hair.

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with whether I'm a baby or not. A good person is a good person. I know it very well!" Eric slowly packed up the rest of the food and put some packages together, probably to deal with them together later.

Megan was more and more surprised. Every time she met Eric again, he was not only stronger, but also became mature. Megan didn't know whether she should feel relieved or regret for herself. She should be relieved that the little sprout she had worked hard to nurture was about to grow into a towering tree, but what she regretted was that the older the child was, the smarter he was, and she might be inferior to Eric in this aspect.