"What happened?"
Mango and Madam Ye ran up instantly. They were both stunned the the moment they opened the door.
Wisdom escaped from Nathaniel's embrace and bumped into the flower rack nearby. The flowers fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Wisdom curled himself up in the corner and sat huddled as if he had lost his sense of security.
Mango's nose suddenly twitched.
"Wisdom."
Madam Ye's heart also broke when she saw this.
"Come on, Wisdom. Come to grandma. I love Wisdom the most."
However, Wisdom did not respond to anyone.
He sat there like a statue. He didn't cry nor laugh. He was so quiet that it made people's hearts ache.
Nathaniel went forward. He went straight to Wisdom and squatted down in front of him regardless of the broken glass from the flowerpots.
"I know that you're feeling terrible. Just cry if you feel sad. You're still a child. There's nothing you can't do. The floor is very cold. Can you get up please?"
Nathaniel's voice was very soft and gentle, but Wisdom acted as if he did not hear anything.
Mango couldn't hold it in any longer. She took a step forward and stood in front of Wisdom.
"Wisdom, mommy will take you back to rest, okay? The floor is really cold. Should I ask Zion to come back and accompany you?"
Madam Ye was stunned by Mango's words.
"That's right. Where's Zion? Where did he go?"
His subordinate said, "Zion has gone to A City. I haven't heard from him yet."
"What is it?"
Mango's heart was suddenly in a mess.
A City was in a mess, and Zion had not shown up. Did something happen to him?
"When did he leave? Get someone to find him!"
"Yes sir!"
After the subordinates left, Mango looked at Wisdom in front of her and she became uncomfortable again.
"Wisdom, come to mommy, okay?"
Nevertheless, Wisdom was very resistant.
He was murmuring something in a low voice while being apprehensive to everyone.
Mango could only hear him clearly when she went closer to him.
He said, "I want my own daddy!"
Mango's tears streamed down again.
Everyone could have thousands of reasons to do things, but it was simply something unforgivable if it hurt a young child.
Mango couldn't help but walk up to hug him as she sobbed, "I'm sorry, mommy didn't protect your daddy. It's my fault. Why don't you give me a chance to love you? You're a good boy, the best kid on earth. Let's go to sleep now, and mommy will take you out for some food and fun later, okay?"
"I want daddy."
Wisdom repeated this sentence over and over again.
Madam Ye's heart broke when she saw this.
"Wisdom, it's all my fault. I apologize to you, okay? Actually, he isn't your..."
"Mum, that's enough. You can go back and have a rest."
Nathaniel quickly interrupted Madam Ye's words.
Things had already happened, and the harm had been caused. Wouldn't it be another kind of hurt if Wisdom knew that person was not his daddy, but his father had already died five years ago?
Madam Ye was stunned all of a sudden.
She realized that she must be going senile. Why didn't she think of this?
Five years ago, they thought that their plan was perfect, and it was only to attract Mateo. However, what did they get after they lured Mateo out?
His dead son wasn't going to resurrect, and Addison as well. Now, even her grandson had become like this. As for Mateo, they weren't sure if he was still alive. It was not worth it no matter how they looked at it. How did she lose her rationality? Why did she have to be so persistent?
Madam Ye seemed to have suddenly aged by ten years.
She started to tremble and found out that the butler was no longer there when she wanted him to help her up.
She had lost her butler, and she also lost Nathaniel's love for her.
Madam Ye clutched her chest in discomfort and turned to leave. Her retreating figure looked so lonely that it made everyone feel uncomfortable.
Wisdom didn't react much to all of this. He seemed to have locked himself away, and he just kept silent and ignored everyone.
Mango's heart ached as she had no idea what to do. She looked at Nathaniel helplessly.
"What should we do?"
"Let him get some rest."
Nathaniel forcefully carried Wisdom.
Wisdom did not struggle this time and let Nathaniel carry him onto the bed instead. However, he quickly curled himself up into a ball and leaned against the edge of the bed, with his back facing everyone.
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