chapter 41 How can he be fair between her and her?

"Auntie, are my gloves pretty?"

"Ah? It's quite beautiful!"

Anthea Wen, who was lowering his head and carefully peeling the shrimp shells, heard his son's words and subconsciously glanced at his little hands.

At a glance, the scene he saw when he came in just came to mind, and his heart was stabbed again.

"Yeah, Aunt Gu knitted this for me. She said she knitted it herself." After Ethan heard Mommy's praise, he stretched out his little hand to let Mommy see clearly.

Anthea...