Wilkan looked adorable but his expression was irritating as he slowly entered the room.
"Are they talking about me?" Wilkan asked in confusion.
"No one is talking about you. Why are we talking about you? Don't you think there are better things to do than talk about you?" my mother said with a mocking look on her face.
I looked at his confused face and couldn't help but press my lips together and cover my mouth with my hands. I really didn't want to laugh and be misunderstood.
It was obvious that my mother was making fun of him, even though he had arrived with an irritable look on his face.
However, he just frowned and didn't think anything of it. He promptly walked over to me and rested his gentle gaze on my face.
He smiled and dimpled his cheeks. "Hanna, I have brought you these
