Elias’ Crimes and Punishments of Romance

Chapter 173 Mommy, Uncle Elias Is Bleeding

As the first light of dawn painted the sky the next day. Elias found himself unable to sleep, keeping a vigilant watch throughout the night. Yvonne’s mom emerged from her neighboring tent, awakening to the sight of him sitting beside the extinguished campfire.

“Hey, Mr. Winters. Why are you up so early? Did you not get any rest?” she inquired with genuine concern. Having received Elias’ assistance in setting up her tent the previous day, she felt a sense of gratitude toward him.

He looked up at the sound of her voice, his countenance unchanged, and responded calmly, “I couldn’t sleep. Oh. There might be serpents, ants, mosquitoes, and insects lurking about during the night. I suggest you exercise caution and ensure the tent is securely zipped.”

“Really? This location was selected by the kindergarten, so I presumed there wouldn’t be any creatures of that nature…” She suddenly became anxious.

Just then, Amanda awakened and unzipped her tent, catching sight of Elias engrossed in conversation with Yvonne’s mother. Her eyes filled with disdain as she muttered, “Flirting so early in the morning and behaving like a peacock flaunting its feathers. Heartless man…

Yvonne’s mother was the first to notice Amanda’s presence and courteously nodded and greeted fier, “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” she replied, maintaining a vencer of politeness, although she felt a tinge of displeasure.

She responded with a sweet smile and stepped out of her tent.

“I must say, you are truly fortunate. Your husband remained outside all night to protect you and the children from snakes, ants, and mosquitoes, Yvonne’s mother remarked, finally understanding why Elias had forsaken sleep. He had done so to ensure the safety and peace of mind of his wife and child, a realization that stirred a sense of envy within her as a single mother.

Amanda paused, comprehending Yvonne’s mother’s sentiment, and cast a glance at the faint dark circles beneath Elias’ eyes. With a smile, she uttered a heartfelt thank you.

Yvonne’s mother proceeded to fetch water for their morning ablutions while Amanda turned her gaze toward Elias, weariness etched on her face. “How do you plan to accompany the children on the mountain in this condition? Rest in the tent for a while, and I can take Aiden climbing instead.”

bite on Elias’ ankle. Even if the snake had not been venomous, the

brow and replied, “No, I must

to be by

permit hiking?” She glanced at his

has already scabbed over. I tended to it last night. Just a minor

better of it, choosing to turn and collect water, preparing to

Elias cast a downward gaze at his injured ankle. In truth, the

he was determined to accompany her and Aiden on their

hiking trip for everyone. As they were all children, the trail they followed was not perilous, allowing them to enjoy a gentle immersion in nature. With Elias’ injured. ankle, each step he took felt like treading on a knife’s edge. Nevertheless, he

It’s so beautiful!” Aiden exclaimed, pointing at a delicate blue butterfly gracefully

marvelous creature. It had been quite some time since she had last

maintaining an outward appearance of tranquility. However, his wound had reopened slightly due

happiness, and pleaded, “Uncle Elias, catch the butterfly for me! I want to

as he was about to rise and fulfill the child’s request. Aiden’s innocent eyes caught sight of

startled by the sight, fear gripping his heart as his adorable voice tinged with panic.

toward Elias’ ankle and witnessed the seeping blood, which left its mark

figure and large hand gently patting his son’s head to comfort him. “It’s

it hurt?” Aiden asked,

at all. Men shouldn’t cry

you mean men shouldn’t cry