Chapter 977

In Mable's eyes, kids of this age could not protect themselves, making them vulnerable to harm. Spike, looking at Mom, his eyes slightly red as he said, "Mommy, I just missed you too much." His words tightened Mable's heart, feeling an unexplained tenderness. Spike held Mom's hand, looking slightly nervous. "Mommy, you won't be mad, right?" Mable gently touched Spike's face, hesitated momentarily, and spoke, "Spike, I’m not your mommy." "Yes, you are. You are my mommy." Spike said and took several photos from his backpack, handing them to Mom. "Mommy, look. These are our previous photos together." Mable was taken aback. There were photos? She took a look and was stunned. In the photo, a woman identical to her was holding Spike. The mother and son made a heart shape to the camera with gentle smiles... "This…" Mable could not believe her eyes as she looked at these photos. How could she not remember taking these pictures? Mable looked at these photos in her hand a