Chapter 333 Is This the Kind of Life You Wanted

Jordan was usually a very considerate child—so much so that sometimes Caitlin forgot that he was not even five years old. Looking into his expectant gaze, she couldn’t help feeling her heart tighten in pain for him. Compared to children his age, the burdens he carried on his little shoulders were far too heavy. Thus, she reached out and stroked his face lightly, murmuring, “Son, you’ve worked hard.”