Chapter 696

"How should I work out this calculation next?" Ashton was scribbling furiously on the scrap paper, with his notes all over the table and floor. Xan looked at Ashton's paper and quietly took up a pen. She then started scribbling on it. I found it amusing that five-year-olds were actually tackling advanced calculus that even college students might struggle with. "Come here, Ashton." I tilted my chin up to gesture Ashton over. He huffed in determination and ignored me. "Come here, Xan," I called for Xan instead. She turned around to look at me. She was about to come over but was stopped by Ashton. "She's not Mom." "How can you tell whether I'm your mother or not?" I asked, genuinely curious. "It's just a feeling," Ashton replied softly with his head hung low. Just by his sixth sense? What brats, indeed. "I can teach you if you don't understand anything." I propped my chin up and looked at Ashton. He really did look like Steven. "Dad will teach us, but you won't," Ashton said pr