Louis walked straight to them, gently set the cake on the stone table, and picked up Baron, who was playing at Hunk's feet.

"Oh, you're back," Hunk murmured. He opened his eyes slightly when he felt someone approaching. Seeing that it was Louis, he closed his eyes again.

"I just arrived, Father," Louis replied. Baron looked at Louis curiously. He did not know who was holding him.

He looked greatly confused. He was still too young to speak, so he only babbled. He reached his little hand out to grab Louis's face, but his arm was too short to reach it.

Louis found Baron so lovely. He gently pinched his little cheek with a smile, his eyes full of wonder and love.

"Beryl, Bowen, come see what I've brought for you," Louis called. His voice echoed throughout the entire garden.

Hearing her uncle, Beryl suddenly stopped and turned to look at Louis. She then dropped her kite and ran toward him.

The maids who had been watching Beryl stumbled after her.

They forced themselves to catch up to her, but to no avail. They ended up falling all over themselves. It was embarrassing.

Seeing that Beryl had made it to Louis without hurting herself, the maids felt relieved.

Watching over Beryl every day made them consume inordinate amounts of energy. At this point, Louis's presence was like a breath of fresh air.

"Uncle, you're back!" Beryl exclaimed. Beryl had run toward Louis and hugged him around the waist. Her momentum was so strong that she almost tackled Louis to the ground.

How could a little girl pack such a great force?

Louis felt Beryl's sharp impact on his abdomen, but smiled all the same.

hair affectionately. He rubbed his belly after

this, Hunk

himself, also stood up, dusted himself off, and ran

to him and put his hand

the little guy and patted his head gently, but Bowen kept tugging at the

this, Louis squatted down. "What is it?" he asked

opened his palm.

was

was a small bracelet

his creation. He had made it himself and was now giving it as a gift

Louis was amazed at Bowen's

Bowen nodded seriously.

was too small for him, but it touched his heart. "Thank you,

his pocket and gently patted Bowen's head. Bowen looked at him with

table and smiled. He seemed to

rocking chair earlier, was now cutting

was already drooling and Bowen

fruit cake looked so heavenly. It was made of soft, delicious bread covered in white icing. Colorful little berries were sandwiched in between layers

arms and started babbling. He looked like he also wanted to eat cake. He kept reaching his little hand out,

help chuckling. He could barely control Baron in his arms. "I'm sorry,

away from the table, afraid that the little guy

to get some rice paste so

finished cutting

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