Mentioning this, Jared was a bit ticked off, "Your mom had to leave first because she had something up, she'll contact me when she's back. Summer, does your mom always leave you hanging like this?"
Jared still remembered this kid's name was Summer.
Nocturne replied calmly, "My mom dotes on me a lot."
When Nocturne mentioned his mom, he didn't seem keen on elaborating.
It was the same back in Manhattan.
When Jared asked about his mom's name and background, he didn't respond.
And it was clear, his words were cold and firm, he had an unconditional trust in his mom.
Jared didn't press further, and focused on helping Nocturne put on his shoes.
But he found out he was totally clueless about how to put shoes on for a kid, he just couldn't do it.
The kid said, "Mister, give me the shoes, I can put them on myself."
Summer put on his shoes himself, his tummy started to rumble.
He had the longest sleep this time, so it had been a while since he last ate.
Before leaving the hospital, Kerri also reminded him.
The kid's fever had just subsided, he needed to be monitored after waking up.
Before Jared came back, he asked Leo to buy groceries and make food.
Jared chuckled, "Let's grab a bite, you must be starving."
"Thank you." The little boy was very polite.
The little boy had two bowls of soup.
He was really hungry.
But he ate with elegance, neither hurried nor flustered.
After eating, he even went to the kitchen to wash the dishes himself.
Jared felt a bit conflicted.
This little boy was calm and collected in the face of issues, quick-witted, with extraordinary composure and serenity.
He was also a data genius.
His manners were very polite, showing that he was well brought up.
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