Wendy hurriedly asked with concern, "Sweety, what's the matter?"
"You're so good to me tonight!" Larry pursed his lips, with a sad look on his face, like he about to lose favor, and even his voice sounded like he was going to cry. "Wendy, are you leaving?"
Tonight, Wendy was obviously different from before.
But that was the maternal love that had been missing for four years. She wished that she could take out all of it.
Now that she heard Larry's words, she started to panic as well. "Why do you say that?"
Larry was like a puppy that had been abandoned by its owner. He looked at her pitifully and frowned. "I saw this on TV, an aunt who is suddenly very nice to a big brother and then she would abandon him..."
Aunt Lee, who was collecting the hairdryer cord, walked by with a guilty conscience.
That must be the Korean drama she usually watch...
Wendy held Larry tightly and said, "I... I won't, I won't leave you!"
In fact, she almost blurted out the truth several times tonight.
It's just that Larry was still too young, and he needed time to accept it. After all, at the very beginning, they did not know each other and they were just attracted by each other because of their natural instinct.
Wendy didn't want to be apart from her son for a second.
No, she wanted to be with him every second of the day.
"You're not leaving?" Larry became excited.
"No!" Wendy knew what he was referring to and nodded with a smile. "I want to stay by your side all the time and accompany you to grow up!"
"Is it true?"
"Yes!"
Larry was buried in her arms. A few seconds later, his head popped out again and he stretched out his fair little finger. "Wendy, can we do the pinky swear?"
"Okay, let's make a pinky swear!" Wendy said with a smile.
They entwined their fingers together and then stamped.
As soon as Larry got the guarantee, his little face smiled like a blooming flower bud, rubbing in her arms and keeping acting like a baby.
"It's 10 o'clock. It's time to sleep!"
Suddenly, a quiet voice sounded faintly.
Wendy looked up and saw Charlie standing at the door of the bedroom with his arms crossed. His jacket was still open. His short hair had dried up, and although his arms covered the muscles in the chest, his six packs were still pronounced. She licked her lower lip. "Oh, I see..."
Charlie narrowed his eyes and stared at the mother and son. When he saw that his son's face was on her chest, his pupils suddenly tightened, and the muscles on his lips also tensed up.
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he turned off the light.
The next day, the morning sun rose.
Wendy woke up very early and went to the kitchen to get busy after washing up. She used to make noodles and Chinese food for Larry. This morning, she specially prepared a Western-style breakfast, but she didn't expect that he also ate it very well.
The voice of Aunt Lee sounded, "Sir, didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Yes." The corner of Charlie's mouth twitched.
It's true that he didn't sleep well last night, and there's only one wall between him and her. He turned off the lights and went back to his bedroom, but the people in the children's room didn't sleep right away, and from time to time there was a female voice softly reading a fairy tale, which went straight to his heart and disturbed him so much that he couldn't sleep at all.
Wendy raised her head and saw that the chair opposite her had been pulled out.
It was obvious that he had washed up and changed his clothes, with his suit jacket on the back of a chair and a tie draped over it, but his stoic features seemed slightly haggard from lack of rest, and he didn't look very well...
She could not help but ask, "Uh, are you having trouble sleeping again?"
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