When he looked down, a certain physical reaction made him blanch.
"Damn it…"
He muttered under his breath, using a pillow to conceal his problem. Out of sight, out of mind.
Just thinking about that woman caused a reaction. Nathan, are you going nuts?
"You… What did you just say?"
Hearing Anya's childish voice, a trace of guilt crossed Nathan's mind. Looking at the shaky video on his phone, he couldn't make out Anya's face. The phone camera was now focused on her clothes.
A pink pig, with its nose pointed upwards, was in frame.
Absurd. He cursed internally, not understanding the aesthetic tastes of kids these days. What's so appealing about a stupid pig?
“Nothin’.” He responded grumpily, watching as Anya's cute face came into view in the video.
The pig wasn't half as cute as this face. It kind of reminded him of that woman, Yulia. Was Yulia this cute as a child too?
"Do you... miss Mom? There'll be kisses..."
Anya quickly listed off the perks, fearing Nathan might say no. Her big eyes blinked, looking like she was heartbroken.
Nathan nodded, "I miss her terribly!"
"Hehe... I'll tell Mom..."
Anya giggled happily, but her little face fell again after a moment, "When are you coming back... I miss you…"
Her cute face dropped in an instant, her large eyes glistening as if tears were about to fall.
Nathan softened, "I'll be back in a few days."
Anya nodded vigorously.
After chatting for a while, Nathan, who hadn't seen Yulia for a while, finally couldn't resist asking.
"Where's your sister?"
"Upstairs... Hehe, I'll go find her..."
"No..."
Before Nathan could refuse, the video shook, and Anya had already climbed off the couch, phone in hand, starting to climb the stairs.
It wasn't easy for her little legs to climb the stairs, but she managed. Then came a little running before she pushed open the door to Yulia's room.
"Mom…"
Yulia had just finished tidying up the messy room caused by Anya's antics and was planning to change clothes to take a shower. Just as she was unbuttoning her black dress, she heard Anya's voice. She turned around, and her half-unbuttoned dress slid down.
Not bothering to cover herself, she asked softly, "Anya, are you done talking to Nathan?"
There was a thud from the phone. Was this little rascal deliberately showing Yulia to him?
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