One Night Surprise Chapter 13


    Chapter 13 I Hate Him


    Courtney had no choice but to put down the tes for the time being. She looked back and caressed


    the little boy’s head, asking, “You want me to stay here and keep youpany, is it?”


    The little boy nodded.


    “Alright, I’ll stay.”


    The little boy was stunned for a moment, as if he never expected her toply so readily.


    “But we can’t sit on the floor any longer. The floor is cold, so you’ll get sick. Let’s sit on the sofa, okay?”


    The little boy nodded obediently at once.


    Courtney smiled with satisfaction before bending down to carry him to the sofa and sit down.


    Turning a blind eye at the mess on the floor, she told the little boy several jokes in a row until his


    gloomy expression was reced by a smile. In the end, he giggled continuously.


    However, this kid never spoke.


    When his mood lightened, Courtney sounded him out by asking, “Can you tell me why you were so


    upset? Was it because nobody was ying with you?”


    Her questions seemed to hit the little boy’s sore spot, and he made gestures for a long time before


    Courtney finally figured out that he wanted some papers and a pen. When she looked back, she


    happened to see a pen and a stack of papers on the nightstand. They seemed to have been prepared


    long ago since many words were written on the papers.


    She immediately took the pen and papers and handed them to the little boy.


    The little boy then wrote a line on the paper that read, ‘Daddy is bad. Promised to take me outside for


    fun but didn’t.’


    Courtney was surprised that such a little kid could write so many words. After being stunned for a long


    time, she came to her senses and figured that his parents must have taught him so on purpose, for it


    seemed that this kid really couldn’t speak.


    “Do you mean that you were angry because your Dad didn’t take you to have fun outside after


    promising to do so?”


    The little boy nodded angrily with a frown of indignation.


    Courtney let out a sigh before stroking his hair andforted him. “Perhaps your Dad is really very


    busy. He wants you to live a better life, so he gets so busy that he has no time to rest or y with you.”


    The little boy didn’t buy her excuse, though. He let out a snort and wrote on the paper, ‘Didn’t see


    Daddy for many days. He didn’te back. I hate him.’


    How could he leave a kid behind in the hotel for so many days?


    Courtney frowned as well. This parent of his sounds so careless!


    “I’ll help you talk to your Dad when hees back.” Courtney held the little boy’s hand. “How could he


    let a child stay alone at home? Moreover, this is not your home; it’s a hotel. What if something


    happens?”


    The little boy nodded repeatedly.


    “Have you been staying alone in the room these days?”


    The little boy nodded again.


    At the sight of his response, Courtney pondered for a while. “Would you like me to take you out for a


    walk so that you can get some fresh air?”


    The little boy nodded at once.


    It is indeed in a kid’s nature to be yful and active. The hotel suite isrge, but even adults couldn’t


    stand staying in the room all day long like this, let alone a kid. Upon that thought, Courtney immediately


    decided to take him outside.


    “By the way, what’s your name?” Courtney asked before they left. Then, recalling that he couldn’t


    speak, she paused in her tracks in the living room. “Wait a minute while I take a pen and some papers


    so that we can talk to each other while we’re outside.”


    With that, she left the little boy in the living room and went back to the bedroom to take the pen and


    papers.


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    Most of the crowd that gathered outside the door had dispersed at this moment, leaving two attendants


    on standby and Courtney’s assistant, who hadn’t left as well. Those behind them were about to leave.


    Suddenly, a tter was heard, and someone among the crowd screamed, “The chandelier!”


    Upon hearing the scream, Courtney—who had just left the bedroom with the pen and papers—looked


    at the chandelier. To her horror, she saw the crystal chandelier ttering right above the little boy. The


    sound of the chains rubbing against and knocking into each other caused the crystal chandelier to


    shake vigorously.


    “Aaaah!”


    Those outside the door turned pale with fright, but they could only watch helplessly as the chandelier


    fell with a tter!