Jace sighed in resignation. He never knew a day like this would come when he would have to fight with a complete stranger for his son's attention.
The moment Charles heard the sound of the wheelchair, he scrambled down from the couch even before Grace and the wheelchair came into view.
A beautiful smile that Jace rarely saw lit up his chubby face as soon as Grace appeared.
Grace's face also lit up with a smile when she saw Charles hurrying over to her.
"Hello, Pumpkin," she gently caressed Charles' rosy cheeks. It's so good to see you, did you sleep well last night?"
Standing beside the wheelchair, Charles' little head which had the same hair style as his father's went up and down in a nod.
Jace's jaw went slack as he stared at the pair who were obviously in a world of their own, completely ignoring his existence and for a moment he even forgot to be jealous.
