When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 966: A Heartwarming Scene

Simon Xavier glanced sideways, meeting his wife’s gaze, his eyes much softer, "Once the memory recovers and identities are clarified, the Xavier Family won’t marry a woman with a questionable background."

"..." Hearing this, Mrs. Xavier felt comforted. She really liked Gia, always felt that this girl had a good eye connection.

Old Mr. Xavier was still very cautious. After all, having been in the business world for a long time, he couldn’t allow a woman of unknown background to become the Xavier family’s daughter-in-law, who would one day be the head of the family.

Although he liked this girl’s aura, in some matters, one couldn’t rely on feelings alone; evidence was necessary.

"Trust Old Mr. Downey, he will definitely cure her." Mrs. Xavier smiled, with a firm belief in her heart.

Not far away, seeing her parents chatting so amicably, Rhiannon Xavier felt abandoned.

But she couldn’t figure it out; she clearly saw Gia being taken inside by President Lancaster, so how did she come out again in such a short time?

And she was with her brother? Was this seamless connection?

After the birthday celebration, everyone gathered to cut the cake, surrounded and sang the birthday song together.

Gia found Mrs. Rhodes, "I want to hold the child again, is that okay?" Because she was about to leave soon, she suddenly felt reluctant.

Mrs. Rhodes found her very familiar, and since little Joy wanted her to hold her and Mr. Lancaster didn’t object, she naturally agreed, "Of course, please come with me!"

Being able to hold the child again, Mrs. Rhodes was even happy about it; the little one was missing motherly love after all.

After entering the room, little Joy, who was crawling on the mat, raised her little head at the sound of the door.

When she saw this beautiful aunt, the little one was stunned for a moment, then grinned and once again called out, "Mama."

"Mama, mama..."

The milky soft voice almost melted Mrs. Rhodes’ heart, and a comforting smile appeared on her face.

But Gia felt a pang of heartache. Kneeling down in front of the little one, she reached out her hands and gently patted, "Come here, baby." In her memory, there was a daughter; could it be her?

She remembered that camphor tree; was it also a coincidence?

She couldn’t explain it herself, but when she held this child once more, the emptiness in Gia’s heart was filled once again, and that happiness was irreplaceable by anything.

"Baby, how about Auntie teaches you a nursery rhyme?"

The little cutie couldn’t understand at all; she just bit her small hand and gleefully gazed at the beautiful aunt.

Gia, full of patience, sat down on the sofa holding her, placing her hands under little Joy’s armpits to let her stand on her lap, "The little mouse climbed up the lampstand, stole some oil to drink, couldn’t get down, meow meow meow, the cat came, rolling down with a crash."

Little Joy listened with excitement, biting her chubby little hands and kicking her little legs, laughing so joyfully.

Actually, the child was too young to learn much; as long as she was happy and smiled, that was the greatest comfort for the adults.

Gia sang this one, "The little mouse climbed up the lampstand, stole some oil to drink, couldn’t get down, meow meow meow, the cat came, rolling down with a crash."

She was like an enthusiastic kindergarten teacher.

Mrs. Rhodes listened on the side, this nursery rhyme, this atmosphere, it had been such a long time, even the air was filled with happiness.

She thought, if the lady were here, how much laughter and joy would there be in the Lancaster family?

There was interaction through eye contact and exchanges in motions between the two, Gia recited it again and again to her, and then occasionally sang it.

Joy was genuinely happy; she would even hold Gia’s face, and sometimes with a watery mouth, she would try to kiss her.

And Gia, with light makeup, didn’t mind, allowing her to kiss and would ensure that the child wasn’t touched by the makeup.

Seeing the warm interaction between the two, Mrs. Rhodes sighed deeply at heart, where is the lady? Please come back soon. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Then little princess Joy wouldn’t lack motherly love and would certainly be as happy as she is now every day...

Motherly love, in the end, is something that fatherly love cannot replace.