After lunch, Be didn’t nap; she continued working in her office while peeking out the window to check whether her mother and Henry had arrived from the hospital. However, they only arrived at three in the afternoon.

Be visited them with Dax.

Somehow, she felt tense holding her son’s hand as they walked toward the Stone House.

"Mommy, why do you look nervous? Shouldn’t I be the one who is nervous, right? This is the first time I met my uncle," said Dax.

Dax’s words caused Be to halt her steps. She smiled at him, though her smile still looked slightly stiff.

"I don’t know. I’m just worried your uncle will... uhm, you know..." Be couldn’t finish her words because she didn’t know how to express her concerns.

"Mom, are you worried I will follow his lifestyle and be a bad person when I grow up?" Dax innocently asked.

Be silently swallowed. For the second time, she was surprised to hear his mature words.

"How do you know your uncle is... a bad person?" Be asked. She remembered never outright saying that. Usually, she just told him that her rtionship with her family was not going well.

"I heard from Aunty Noora. She said that Uncle Henry used to annoy you. He used to upset you with his bad behaviors. Is that true, Mom?" asked Dax, his voice slightly angry.

Be, "...."

"Mom, you don’t need to worry about that. I’m a big and smart boy. I know what bad things I shouldn’t follow and what good things I should," he said, smiling, trying to convince Be.

’Oh my God, why doesn’t he speak like a child his age?’ Be wondered while holding back herughter. She felt amused to see her adorable son acting like an adult.

"Okay, baby. I know I can trust you." Be gently ruffled his hair before they finally continued walking toward her mother’s house.

Upon arriving at the house, Be spontaneously took Dax’s hand as they entered the living room.

...

Be spotted her mother chatting with Henry in the living room. At the same time, Noora seemed upied in the kitchen, cooking something that made Be instantly hungry. She felt her twins awake and asked her to feed them.

"Hi, Granny," Be said, allowing Dax to join Natalie in the seating area. She then headed to the kitchen to see what Aunty Noora was preparing.

"Oh, Be and baby Dax,e over," Natalie said with a wide smile as she looked at her adorable grandson approaching her. "Come here, sit over here," she patted the seat beside her.

"Hello, Granny," Dax politely greeted her as he sat beside her.

After exchanging smiles with Natalie, Dax turned to the man across from him.

It was the first time Dax had seen him, and he believed he was Henry, his mother’s older brother.

Dax could see the surprise in the man’s eyes. He said nothing, shifted his gaze to his Grandmother, and asked, "Granny, who is this man?"

"Sorry, dear, how could I forget to introduce you..." A silly smile graced Natalie’s lips as she continued. "This man is your mother’s brother. His name is Henry Donovan, but you can call him Uncle Henry."

Natalie looked at Henry, who seemed in a trance, his jaw wide open as he looked at Dax. She slightly cleared her throat and said, "Henry, please greet your nephew, Daxton Donovan Sinir. He is almost five years old now."

Before seeing this little boy, Henry found it hard to believe that his sister Be had a child with Tristan Sinir. But now, seeing Daxton, his doubts were gone. However, he was too shocked to utter a word.

"Henry? Are you okay? Why aren’t you saying anything?" Natalie asked again, confused.

"What happened, Mom?" Be, who now joined them in the seating area, asked. She was sitting on the single sofa while carrying a bowl of fruit sd made by Noora.

"Be, your brother looks like he’s in trouble," Natalie said with a faint smile. "He can’t talk. Should we take him back to the hospital?" she asked sarcastically.

Be suppressed herughter, realizing that Noora had already influenced her mother, always ying with words.

"He can’t speak?" Be joined in the drama, turning to look at Henry and smile when she saw his expression.

"Yes. I asked him, but he stayed silent, just looking at my little Dax," Natalie added.

"Mom, should I p his head to get his brain to function again?" Be asked with a mischievous smile.

Before Natalie responded, Noora chimed in, "What happened?" She asked, carrying fruit sd in arge bowl and several small bowls and cing it on the table.

"Henry, he lost his ability to speak. I guess he wants to go back to the hospital." Be answered. "So I asked Mom if she needs me to beat him again and send him to the hospital." she winked at Noora.

Noora joined in when she realized Be and Natalie only wanted to tease Henry.

"Miss, Madam, don’t send him to the hospital. Let me help smack his head." Noora offered.

"No, stop! What are you all doing?" Henry finally talked. He looked at Noora, his mother, and Be in shock. "I’m fine, alright," he said hurriedly. He didn’t want to go back to the hospital. Having broken bones twice was enough for him.

Be and the othersughed, looking at how panicky Henry was now.

"Granny, Mom, Aunty Noora..." Dax, confused, called out to them. His eyes blinked a few times, looking at them in turn before he continued. "You’re kidding, right?"

Be and the others were stunned. They had forgotten that Dax was there.

"Hahaha, young master," Noora immediately filled a small bowl with sd. Before handing it to Dax, she said, "Of course, we’re just kidding. We’re just trying to entertain your Uncle Henry. So, we need to make himugh." She looks at Henry and gestures for him tough.

Henry, "...."

Dax frowned.

"Alright, young master, try this. It’s the most delicious fruit sd I’ve ever made. You will like it," Noora said before turning to Natalie and Henry. She offered them a bowl, too. "Madam, Henry, hurry, eat this... or someone might finish the sd..."

Be stopped her hand before adding more sd to her empty bowl, feeling betrayed. She narrowed her eyes at Noora as if protesting. Gosh!