Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

“Don’t mind me. Just eat whatever you want, and I’ll have some porridge.” With that, Christy took a sip of porridge. Although she had rested for over eight hours, she was still exhausted after sitting up from the bed.

Without saying anything, Trevor sat down on the carpet. With his back to her, he also began to eat the porridge.

He put a new carpet on the floor this morning. The one stained with blood and water was thrown into a garbage bag by him last night and then taken away by Jason.

Looking at Trevor, Christy remembered how people in City Y had judged this young man. Rumor had it that he was autistic and afraid of the dark. In addition, he acted like a freak, having great problems socializing with other people.

Christy had only been in contact with him for less than a day, but she could tell that he was not autistic. Instead, he just seemed to conceal his true self from others. He still knew how to communicate and even saved her life.

An autistic person couldn’t learn through the computer about how to take out bullets from an injured girl.

“I’m so tired. Can you feed me?” Christy put down the spoon and lay on the bed feebly.

As expected, Trevor stiffened for a moment before standing up. This seemed to take him a lot of determination.

Trevor was tall, and Christy guessed he might be of the same height as Noah. However, he was too skinny, and the oversized shirt and pants almost covered his entire body. He was so pale that his arms and hands seemed to emit a pearly glow. She could even see the blood vessels beneath his skin.

Trevor picked up her spoon, scooped up some porridge from the bowl, and raised it to her lips.

Christy opened her mouth to eat the porridge, but she kept looking straight at him.

…

Trevor couldn’t help looking down.

Christy still stared at him.

…

Trevor lowered his head to avoid her gaze.

Christy smiled. “Why did you look away?”

Trevor remained silent.

Well, she didn’t expect an answer from him.

“I have to go back later.” She stared at the lower half of his face, which wasn’t covered by the hood.

She could vaguely see his eyes, but she still fixed her eyes on his pursed lips.

to

his lips clamped even

again. After putting the dishes back to the door, Trevor went to

with curiosity. Trevor stiffened a little,

Suddenly, Ferne called Christy.

answered the phone. Meanwhile, she still stared at Trevor’s computer. On the screen were all kinds of information from different social software and personal mailboxes. There were

they would commit suicide, while others felt that life was hopeless and they wanted to ask others

sifting through all the information, Trevor pasted the useful ones onto a new page. His skinny fingers flew over the

remembered that his hand was dry and

“Did you find anything?”

her attention back

were very close to each other. He leaned to the side involuntarily and slowed down

guilt?” Ferne was extremely restless and he told Christy the confessions of Branden

Hope’s staff had been sent to the police station. She was surprised to hear the latest situation, but her face turned cold when she heard

There are only a bed, a chair, a mirror and a few books inside. I didn’t see any

Ferne sighed.

the children? Did you get any

In less than an hour, Branden will be released for the lack of evidence. His attorney is sorting out the documents

lend

In fact, she even doubted

whether Branden was truly innocent

the

are you? Didn’t you meet

“I’ll be back soon.”

hanging up, Christy lay on the bed for a moment. Then she said to Trevor,

working, with his fingers flying over the keyboard. The little robot had climbed to his side and was quietly looking

up the little robot with one hand

realize it was inappropriate behavior. Staring at Trevor’s slightly stiff back, she asked,

was overwhelmed

slightly shook his

been injured and encountered those troublesome things, she

I go back?” She covered her shoulder with one hand and tried to

and pressed a button on the

robot said, “I’ll send you

sounded quite

and then changed the topic