His innocent wife is a dangerous hacker. Chapter 900 What if... I have two mums?

The first face that appeared in his mind was his mumma.

He remembered her gentle hands fixing his clothes, the way she used to make sure he ate properly, the way she would pull him close whenever he was frightened, and the warmth of her voice when she called his name. Even though his memories were sometimes blurry now, the feeling she had left behind was still there.

Eli lowered his eyes.

"Mumma..."

He whispered the word so quietly that nobody heard him.

Then another face appeared.

The lady who smiled whenever he called her that, who fixed his hair every morning, packed his bag, listened to his endless stories and kissed his forehead before he went to sleep. She always made sure he had everything he needed, and she never got angry when he made mistakes. She just smiled and told him to try again.

Eli’s little fingers tightened around the pencil.

He also wanted to write about her.

But then the teacher’s instructions came back to him.

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And for Dad...

Eli suddenly stopped smiling.

His expression became blank.

For a moment, he remembered another face.

A face that made his little chest tighten even now.

His father’s face.

The memories weren’t warm like the ones he had of his mother. They came in pieces instead, frightening pieces that Eli didn’t always understand. A loud voice. Angry eyes. A hand raised in anger. The feeling of wanting to hide behind his mother, of wishing he could disappear, of being so small and helpless.

His little fingers trembled around the pencil.

He didn’t want to write that face.

He didn’t want to think about him.

Eli quickly looked away from the paper.

Then, almost naturally, another face came into his mind.

The tall man who had always made him feel safe. The man whose hand was so big that Eli’s tiny fingers could barely wrap around it. The man who never laughed at him when he was scared, who always seemed to know when he needed someone beside him and who had brought him into a home where nobody made him feel unwanted. He remembered the way Leo had crouched down to speak to him, the way he had held his hand and told him he didn’t need to be afraid.

Eli stared at the blank page.

His little brows knitted together.

"Mumma..." he whispered again.

Then he looked at the word Dad.

His eyes became confused.

Should he write about the scary man?

Or Tall Uncle?

He didn’t know.

Because one was the person whose name belonged beside the word. And the other was the person who had begun to feel like the meaning of it.

Eli slowly lowered his pencil to the paper but stopped before it touched the page.

His little heart felt terribly confused.

Finally, he raised his hand.

"Teacher?"

The teacher looked over.

"Yes, Eli?"

Eli hesitated, then asked in his tiny, serious voice,

"What if... I have two mums?"

The teacher smiled gently, her eyes flashing with some emotion.

"Then you can write about both of them."

Eli’s eyes brightened slightly.

He looked down at his paper again.

"And... what if I don’t know what to write for Dad?"

The teacher’s expression softened.

"You can write about the person who makes you feel safe and loved, Eli. Families can be different for everyone."

Eli became very quiet.

He looked at the blank space again.

Then a tiny smile slowly appeared on his face as he started writing.

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Jack had been waiting outside the kindergarten for most of the day, hiding in a place where he could keep an eye on the entrance without attracting too much attention. He had positioned himself behind a cluster of trees near the gate, partially concealed by the thick branches. From there, he had a clear view of everyone coming and going.

As the final classes ended, the quiet surroundings gradually became lively, with children pouring out through the gates in colorful little uniforms. Some ran toward their parents with excited shouts, others proudly showed their drawings and a few chattered endlessly about everything that had happened during the day.

Jack’s eyes immediately sharpened.

He straightened when he spotted Eli.

"There he is..."

A greedy smile slowly appeared on his face.

Eli was standing with a few children around his age, happily talking to them and showing them something he had drawn during class. His little face was bright with excitement.

Jack took a step forward.

For a brief moment, he forgot everything else.

Eli.

He was about to call his name when he noticed the people surrounding the boy.

Security.

Several bodyguards were positioned around the children and near the entrance, carefully watching everyone who came and went. They weren’t standing directly beside Eli in an obvious way but Jack could tell immediately that they were paying particular attention to him. Their eyes moved slowly across the crowd, alert and watchful.

His confidence disappeared.

Jack stopped.

He glanced at one of the guards, a tall, broad-shouldered man with a stern expression. Then another, equally imposing. Then a third near the gate.

His hand slowly dropped back to his side.

"Bodyguards..." he muttered under his breath.

He had expected rich people to have security but seeing it with his own eyes was different. There was no way he could simply walk up to Eli and pretend nothing had happened. One wrong move and those men would probably be on him before he could even explain himself. They looked like they knew exactly what they were doing, and Jack was not about to test them.

Jack swallowed nervously.

Still, his eyes remained fixed on Eli.

The little boy suddenly laughed at something another child said, his entire face lighting up. His small shoulders shook with mirth, and he pointed at his drawing.

Jack’s gaze shifted toward the luxurious car waiting nearby, then back toward Eli.

He couldn’t approach today.

Not with this much security.

He wasn’t stupid enough to create a scene in front of a kindergarten full of people. That would only attract the wrong kind of attention and ruin any chance he had of getting what he wanted.

Jack took a slow step backward and kept himself partially hidden among the people outside the gate. He watched as Eli said goodbye to his friends and walked toward the car.

"Fine..." he murmured under his breath, his eyes narrowing. "Not today."

His jaw tightened.

"I’ll find another way."