Chapter 1122 Cute Baby


    Crystal''s POV:


    The raging anger in my heart was instantly extinguished by Arron’s soft sweet voice. I reached out and pinched his soft chubby cheek. With a smile, I


    said, "Mommy is not angry. Well... Sweetie, how about going to the garden for a walk? It looks like a lot of stars will be visible tonight. After wee


    back from watching the stars, mommy will read you a story."


    "Okay! Mommy, you''re the best!" He reached out and grabbed my hand, rubbing it like a kitten


    My heart softened and I pushed all my negative thoughts aside.


    As I calmed down, I pondered for a while. Maybe Laura had just voiced a thought and didn''t really mean to take Beryl and Arron away from me.


    She had been of immense assistance to me in these past few years. I couldn''t believe that she would really do something so selfish and cruel to me.


    So, there was no need for me to lose my temper just because she loved her grandchildren.


    I grabbed Arron''s hand and took him to a small garden in front of the pce. Only a few flowers remained in this season. We were surrounded by


    trees with yellow and dry leaves, but the view of the night sky was not bad.


    Arron was very excited. Every time I brought him to the garden, he would romp around like a wild horse with no rein.


    There was a slide in the garden. Laura knew that Arron came here often, so she had it constructed for him


    Arron ran around and screamed like a lot of other


    kids were ying with him even when he was alone on the slide. He was constantly giggling.


    Arron was quite simr to Beryl in a few aspects. Both of them were highly focused when they yed and unrestrained when they were having fun


    Sometimes, he was even more adventurous than his sister.


    I sat on a nearby bench and observed Arron with a satisfied smile.


    The moan shone brightly, and stars were scattered all over the sky. My mood lifted again because of Arron, and I got a chance to enjoy the beautiful


    night.


    About half an hourter, he emerged from behind the flowering shrubs and ran up to me, out of breath


    "Mommy, let''s go home."


    "Okay." With a smile, I smoothed down his hair, which was stuck to his forehead because of his sweat. "Did you enjoy yourself?"


    "Yes." Arron nodded and rubbed his belly. "But mommy, my tummy is growling.”


    I grinned, stroked his forehead with my finger, and lifted him into my arms. "Then let''s go back and have ate night snack."


    After devouring our midnight snack, I yed with Arron for a while and read him a few stories. It was only then that he finally agreed to go to bed.This content belongs to N?/velDra/ma.Org .


    I ced the book back next to his pillow and waited for him to close his eyes.


    Locking at me with his big eyes, Arron tilted his head a little and sweetly asked, "Mommy, how long will we continue staying at the imperial pce?”


    My expression froze. "Sweetie, what''s wrong? Don''t you like it here?"


    Arron shook his head. "It''s not like that... When will Beryl be normal again? I miss her,n, and our home. I want to go back to the border pack.”


    Relief flowed through me as I knew


    the reason y Arron actually wanted to


    leave. I patted his cheek and asked


    him in-a teasing voice, ‘And I ~


    suppose you miss Alva as well,


    right?" ...


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    Arron''s cheeks turned red and he shyly covered half his face with the quilt.


    I ruffled his hair with a sigh. "Sorry,


    sweetie. Moramy knows you don''t


    have the same freedom in the ~~


    imperial pce that you had in the


    borderpack. You''re confined here,


    and you have to bandage YOUr~ face.


    Sweetie, just hang on for alittle


    while longer. We will leav& soon.”


    Then, I tucked him in again and kissed him on the forehead.


    "No." Arron stiek his head out of the


    quilt and heldtmy hand. "Mommy,


    ''m fine. It''s Okay. I can adjust to this


    ce. I''ve] ust noticed that you res


    unhappy here and you seem to.


    worry about too many thingsevery


    day” ''  nN


    Arron''s eyes were crystal clear and reflected my deeply buried emotions.


    As I watched my cute and sensible son, I was touched for a moment, but also felt guilty at the same time.


    My mind shed back to Laura saying children needed their father.


    Honestly. it madeplete sense


    My heart clenched painfully. I grasped Arron''s hand and asked him in a shaky voice, "Sweetie, do you want a father?"