Chapter 3537

-Lilian smiled and said, “Enzo, I can’t hold you right now. Please sit down and play with the toys for a while.”

Enzo extended his arms, but Lilian did not lift him. In response, he shouted at her in frustration.

“Oh, if I don’t pick you up, you’ll just keep shouting.”

With a playful smile, Lilian freed one hand, wrapped her arm around Enzo’s waist, and lifted him up.

Once he was in her arms, Enzo noticed that Avah was still holding a toy and reached out to grab it assertively.

Avah held the toy tightly, refusing to let him take it.

Undeterred, Enzo attempted to snatch it again, but Avah pulled it back forcefully and raised it to hit him.

After being struck by Avah with the toy a few times, Enzo’s expression changed as he pouted, his eyes turning red, ready to cry.

“Aunt, please hold Enzo quickly; he’s about to cry.” Lilian dreaded the sound of a child crying, which was evident in the way she comforted her son. As soon as a child began to cry, she seemed eager to escape.

Alannah took Enzo from Lilian’s arms, retrieved some toys from the crib, and placed them in Enzo’s small hands.

Enzo, who was on the verge of tears, looked down at the toy in his hand, then at the toy in Avah’s hand, which was identical to his.

His pout vanished as he began to shake his toy at Avah.

“You have your own toys. Don’t take your sister’s toys in the future. She won’t let you. You can’t hit your sister, so don’t tease her,” Alannah instructed her grandson, Enzo.

Enzo didn’t fully grasp his grandmother’s words; he enjoyed taking Avah’s toys. If he couldn’t have them, he would cry. But crying was futile; Avah wouldn’t give them to him.

him attention, or he gets upset.”

Jane observed that Avah was starting to resemble Ben more and more.

“Our Avah is still the best,” Lilian said, holding Avah tightly.

“If Fabian were half as well-behaved as Avah, I wouldn’t feel so numb when I hear him cry. I’ve never felt nervous or scared while operating on patients, but I panic when Fabian cries,” she admitted.

Lilian settled onto the sofa with Avah in her arms, playfully teasing her as the baby quietly engaged with her toys.

“Our Fabian is very obedient too; it’s just that you lack patience. You save your patience for your patients, not for Fabian,” the fourth Mrs. Johnson remarked to her daughter-in-law.

Lilian chuckled, acknowledging that her patience for her son was limited. She often directed her patience toward others, perhaps because she didn’t have enough time to care for him properly.

After her child turned one month old, she traveled to Wiltspoon to help Camryn with her eye treatment, and then moved on to assist other patients and perform surgeries. In that month, she spent fewer than five days at home. Even when she was home, she had to contend with her clingy husband.

The time she could dedicate to her son was minimal. Despite the biological connection, a mother-son bond requires nurturing through constant interaction, which they had not experienced enough.

Does this mean Lilian doesn’t love her son?

She loves him deeply, just as much as Tim does. However, her job demands that she travel the world, and her son’s love for her, his biological mother, is primarily sustained by their natural blood relationship.

“Fabian doesn’t cry every day anymore. He cries only when he’s uncomfortable. If you bite him, of course, he’ll cry,” she explained.

“Whenever I’m at home, I always hear him crying,” Lilian murmured in frustration. “He’s not as easy to care for as Avah. I must give him attention, or he gets upset.”

“Having a daughter as adorable and easy to care for as Avah would be wonderful for my second child,” Lilian thought. However, she felt a headache coming on, reminiscing about her first child, a crying cat.