Since Baber was being so uncooperative in the dog cage, Patricia's smile faded, and her voice lost its patience. "I'm counting to three. If you don't look at me, I'll get angry! One, two..."
Before she could utter 'three,' Baber reluctantly raised his head to look at Patricia.
This woman was his nightmare. Whenever she was upset, she would vent her frustrations on him. Although he was very young and couldn't clearly remember everything, his body still reflexively trembled in fear.
He was terrified of this woman.
After seeing the boy obediently raise his head, Patricia's stern face softened a bit, and a gentle smile returned to her face. She reached into the crate to pat Baber's head. "That's a good boy. That’s my good son."
Even this slight physical contact was enough to make Baber shudder. He was terrified that this woman might strangle him any second.
"Baber, why are you looking at Mommy like that? Don't you miss me?" Patricia asked her son with a beaming smile.
Baber's eyes turned red and were filled with tears of fear. He couldn’t speak or move.
Clearly, his reaction did not satisfy Patricia. She lost her patience again and suddenly grabbed hold of Baber's hair. "I'm talking to you! Do you miss your mommy? Speak!"
Her voice was no longer gentle. It had become a threatening roar.
Baber was truly frightened. Tears flowed down his cheeks, but he couldn’t make a sound.
He was so scared.
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