Anne pushed her into the bedroom. "You should do nothing and think nothing. Just have a good sleep!"
Luna was helpless. She wanted to say that she could help with the dishes, but John quickly pulled Anne into his arms. "I want to be lovey-dovey with Anne, doing dishes together in your kitchen. Don’t be our third wheel.”
While Luna was still stunned, John immediately took Anne and left.
It was only until the two of them vanished from sight did Neil smilingly remark, "Mommy, stop looking."
Luna paused a little and subconsciously lowered her head. Neil and Nellie had already changed into their pajamas, and each hugged a small pillow as they stood by the door to the room. "We want to sleep together with you tonight, Mommy."
Nellie yawned. "We haven't slept together in such a long time! I missed it!"
Neil smiled a little. "Yes. You've been so busy that you don't chat with us anymore. It’s nice that you can return the favor tonight!"
Luna's heartstrings were tugged as she heard the two o f them cooed to her.
She bent down and gently pinched Neil's nose. "You
cheeky kids."
She then carried Nellie and went to the bed.
The three of them squeezed themselves on a small bed and looked at the ceiling.
"Mommy, do you really not want Grandpa to go to prison?" came Neil's gentle voice once the lights were switched off.
Luna pursed her lips. She was silent for a long while before calmly sighing. "He's still my father, after all."
"Joshua is also our Daddy." Neil sighed. "Mommy, you always told us that we have to learn how to be more heartless because the scumbag has treated us very badly. Now that something happened to Grandpa, who's always treated you poorly, you've become soft."
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