NovelFinishChapter 717
With a sudden "clunk," the paintbrush unexpectedly tumbled to the floor.
Just then, Hayes dashed in to call Teresa down for breakfast.
But upon entering the bedroom, he found Teresa staring wide-eyed at her easel, frozen in place as if spellbound,
completely motionless.
The little guy hurried over and asked, "Teresa, what's wrong... You look pale, are you feeling alright?"
Teresa turned her head towards Hayes like a robot, looking at him blankly without uttering a word.
This only deepened Hayes's confusion.
His gaze involuntarily flicked to the easel, and he paused for a moment before pointing out curiously, "Teresa,
why... why are you painting me?"
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"Little Mute, | wasn't painting you."
Hayes leaned in closer for a better look, "But the person in this painting... it's me!"
Teresa stiffened, "Little Mute, | was drawing a brother based on a photo of Mom and Dad, and he looks exactly
like you!"
In a flash, Hayes's mouth dropped open in shock, taking a long while to grasp the reality.
"I... could | really be your brother?"
This revelation thrilled Hayes to no end.
If he was Teresa's brother, didn't that mean Ms. Marguerite was actually his real mom?
But then he quickly thought of Manley and grabbed Teresa's arm in a rush, "Are you sure you didn't get it
wrong?"
Teresa shook her head vigorously, "Impossible! I'm the most renowned portrait artist in Stonebridge City, I've
never made a mistake in my career! I've worked on this for over a month, very, very carefully, there's no way |
could be wrong!"
Hayes was torn, but Teresa, coming back to her senses, jumped down from the stool and hugged Hayes's
shoulders, jumping up and down in excitement.
"Little Mute! | have a brother! | finally have a brother! And it's you! Mom's going to be over the moon!"
"Hold on a second!" Hayes was equally excited, but his delicate, thoughtful face showed more reason than
Teresa's.
"If I'm your brother, then who is Manley? Manley and | are twins too!"
Teresa paused, and the room fell silent for a moment.
"Right, if you're my brother, then where does Manley fit into all this?"
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"Ms. Marguerite had three kids?"
Although Hayes dearly wished Marguerite was his mom, without confirmation, he wasn't sure what to call her.
Just to be safe, he'd stick with "aunt."
"It's impossible, my mom only had two kids!"
"Are you sure?"
"What's there to be unsure about? My brother was taken away right after he was born, and mom just didn't know
who he was. She couldn't possibly be so confused as to not know how many kids she had."
"But | was told from birth... that Manley and | are twins."
Hayes's confusion deepened, his young brow furrowed, "Ms. Marguerite... is she really my mom?"
Seeing Hayes's troubled look, Teresa took his hand and led him outside.
"Never mind all that now, let's go tell mom! My portraits are never wrong, you have to be my brother!"
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