A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

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.

fruit cake," he said, stroking Beryl's hair affectionately. He rubbed his belly after

Hunk

playing by himself, also stood up, dusted himself

him and put

his head gently, but Bowen kept tugging at the hem of his shirt as if trying to pull

squatted down. "What is it?" he asked softly.

opened his

what Bowen was

was a small bracelet made of

pretty proud of his creation. He had made it himself and was

me?" Louis was

Bowen nodded seriously.

the bracelet. It was too small

Bowen's head. Bowen looked at him with

to the stone table and smiled. He seemed to have

wooden rocking chair earlier, was now

Beryl was already drooling and Bowen was

icing. Colorful little berries were sandwiched in between layers

like he also wanted to

could barely control Baron in his arms. "I'm

from the table, afraid that the little guy would start crying because he could not

the servants to get some rice paste so that Baron could

finished cutting the cake.