Melody Thorne quickly pulled on her clothes and fled the bedroom as if escaping.
"Madam, you're awake. I've just had someone prepare dinner, come and eat," the butler spoke.
Melody Thorne saw Timmy sitting obediently at the dining table, his posture while eating was particularly elegant.
"Mommy, let's eat together," Timmy's eyes sparkled with a mischievous gleam.
The butler slipped and nearly fell.
If Melody Thorne had heard this when she first woke up, she would have been moved to tears. Although now she had a son this big, and her heart wasn't without fluctuation, it was mainly shock.
All she remembered was her current age.
"Mommy, come, sit here," Timmy patted the chair next to him,
Melody Thorne walked over and sat down, but Timmy climbed onto her lap instead, continuing to mislead, "Mommy, you used to feed me when I ate."
The butler "..."
Timmy immediately returned a look of disdain back at the butler who was glaring at him with contempt.
