"There's nothing I can do. She insisted on keeping Adam here.
"It won't last. I know her too well. In a few days, she'll be tired of him and beg me to send Adam over to you. Just wait."
Naturally, Valeria was anxious about not seeing her grandson. In my past life, I was so blind and foolish. I didn't realize what was happening.
They protected Adam in every way, spoiling him rotten. If he so much as scraped his finger, they'd wail and cry as if the world was ending.
Valeria, who had always been stingy, somehow managed to spend ten thousand dollars on a model for Adam, saying he had the makings of an architect.
I should have realized it sooner. How could these backward, old-fashioned people go to such lengths to spoil a child who wasn't even blood-related?
Rowan spent all his time running to his parents' place, sometimes not even coming home at night. I never questioned it, thinking it was harmless. Little did I know, it was the perfect hideaway for their little family reunions.