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“Be a good boy and walk on your own, all right, Douglas?” Sonia bent over before Toby could say anything. She knew Toby was a germaphobe, and he disliked children, so he would never hold one in his arms.

Douglas blinked at her and put his hands down. “Okay. I can do that.”

“Good boy. Now go with Mr. Toby.” Sonia patted his head, then she turned to Toby. “Mr. Fuller, I’ll be counting on you.”

“Yeah, sure.” Toby held Douglas’ hand and headed for the restroom. Since Douglas was too short, Toby had to hold the boy up by his armpits, much to his annoyance. “You can take your pants off yourself. Make it quick.”

Douglas pouted, but he took his pants off anyway and started peeing. The sound of the boy peeing was irritating Toby. He never thought the day would come where he would have to help a kid pee, and to think he actually asked for it.

“I’m done, Mr. Toby.” Douglas turned around to look at Toby.

Toby snapped out of it and put the boy back on the ground. “Pull your pants up.” It was already kind enough of him to help the boy pee. There was no way he’d pull the boy’s pants up for him.

Douglas didn’t complain either, for he simply pulled his pants up and zipped it up slowly. After that, he stared at the basin. “Mr. Toby, I want to wash my hands.” –

forehead. God, this brat is annoying. If this is my kid, he would have been a lot better. Toby suddenly froze when he reached that thought. My own kid, huh? Sonia’s pregnant

I want to wash my hands.”

pulled Douglas up to the basin so the boy could wash his hands. When Douglas was done, Toby took him back to the

them. When they came back, she put

“It’s nothing.” A fte r that, Sonia put Douglas back in his spot. When she realized Toby was still there, she was confused. “Mr. Fuller, you’re here for lunch as well, right? Now that Douglas is done, you shouldn’t waste your time with us anymore.” Toby pursed his lips, annoyed, since he knew Sonia was trying to chase him away. So she’s that kind of person, huh? Just when Toby was immersed in his thoughts, a middle-aged man in the restaurant’s uniform came up to them with a mic in his hand. “Sir, madam.” He stopped before Sonia and Toby, beaming. Sir? Madam? They were surprised that the man thought

in surprise, wondering if he interjected on purpose. The man didn’t notice that they weren’t a couple, so he smiled politely. “I’m the manager here. We’re holding a family event right now, and we need five families to take part in

managed to buy him out with a Transformers figurine. Sonia noticed the boy’s expression, and she had a bad feeling about what was to happen. Toby noticed Douglas’

shown interest, so he nodded and encouraged the boy further. “If you really like

“Okay.” Douglas nodded.

of Sonia’s lips

glinted, and his

“Dad, Mom, let’s join this event.” He looked up at them and pleaded with them, calling them “Dad” and “Mom” as if they were his real parents, all for

half-amused, half-annoyed. “Do you really want it,