The butler hurried over. "Sir, your mother, Madam Kenny, called, asking about the wedding news..."
"Tell her it's a misunderstanding. I'll handle it."
Annoyed, Chris downed his whiskey in one gulp and asked, "What about the child I brought back? Where is he?"
Hearing Chris ask about Ryan, the butler smiled warmly. "Oh, that little darling. He's watching over his mother. He's such a sweet and polite boy, the most delightful little angel I've ever seen."
Chris felt a stirring in his heart, set down his glass, and went upstairs to check on Eileen. He gently pushed open the door and witnessed the most heartwarming scene. Under the soft glow of a bedside lamp, Eileen and Ryan were sleeping on the bed, curled up together. Ryan nestled in her embrace, sharing the same pillow, holding her hand
