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Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 110

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Hope It's Not Too Late to Love is the best current series by the author Unknown. The Chapter 110 content below will immerse us in a world of love and hatred, where characters use every trick to achieve their goals without concern for the other half—only to regret it later. Please read chapter Chapter 110 and stay updated with the next chapters of this series at nisfree.com.

Then, he looked toward Hanson and warned, “Only because Mommy said so this time. You won’t get another chance.”

Jack’s adult-like stance amused Hanson. “Alright, whatever floats your boat.”

Hanson ruffled the boy’s hair upon that, only to discover Vania and her boys possessed hair that felt good to touch.

Although he was content now, Jack felt upset.

The hair all over his body stood on its ends as though he had gotten an electric shock, and his heart beat erratically for a moment as well. What’s going on? Is this the strange telepathy James talked about?

With that, he nuzzled against Vania somewhat awkwardly.

Vania wrapped her arms around him as she hoped that they could arrive home sooner. For some reason, a sense of awkwardness lingered in the car.

Hanson, on the other hand, didn’t want to miss this opportunity to engage with Jack as he asked, “How old are you?”

However, Jack didn’t want to answer since he despised the man. Another obvious question.

Hanson soon realized that his question also lacked class. At that, he changed the topic. “What do you like? I got your brother some toys last time, and he seemed to like them.”

Is he trying to be familiar with me now? Jack still remained snobbish. “I don’t like anything.”

He knew about the gifts this Devil had gifted James. They were indeed intricate, and they were far better than those childish toys at the very least.

Hanson thought he had shot himself in the foot. When has conversing ever been this difficult?!

Then again, his patience toward Vania’s boys had exceeded his expectations. It genuinely was an indescribable feeling.

Meanwhile, Vania mumbled inwardly, Hanson’s usually super aloof. How come he has so many things to talk about now?

Just then, Hanson’s words traveled to her ears again. “Do you like outer space? I have a top-notch astronomical telescope. I bet you guys will be able to find what you’re looking for.”

He assumed Jack’s hobbies based on what James had told him in the hospital. After all, didn’t brothers have some sort of telepathic ability?

Vania knew he wouldn’t take the gift back no matter what she said now that he had described it like that.

After that, Hanson no longer asked Jack about himself.

When they eventually got rid of Hanson, Jack pouted and said to Vania with a hint of warning, “Mommy, you have to stay away from that guy.”

She nodded in response and asked curiously, “Why do you guys hate him so much?”

To that, Jack snorted disdainfully. “That’s because he’s a piece of trash.”

Disdain was written all over the boy’s face.

She nodded as she considered the term. Since her boys didn’t like Hanson, she’d stay away from him then.

At that moment, Jack admitted his fault. “Mommy, we set Melanie up and sent the design to her. I’m sorry.”

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