Chapter 21

Rosalie, The Little Wild Cat Estie obediently stretched out her injured hand for him to look. Bryon frowned slightly when he saw the injury on her hand. “How did this happen? Did the kids bully you?” Estie was stunned for a moment but then she forcefully shook her head. She was not bullied? 

Byron did not understand. “Then what happened?” 

Estie picked up the drawing pen again and wrote stroke by stroke into the small notebook. She wrote a few letters. 

After she wrote that, she tilted her head, feeling somewhat lacking in confidence. The word was too hard to spell. Whenever she comes across a word that she did not know how to spell, she would usually make an educated guess from how it sounded or skip it entirely. 

She did not come across this word often and did not know if she had spelled it correctly. 

“You slipped?” 

Byron looked at the letters and confirmed with her. 

Estie nodded. 

of the injury. “Did

Estie nodded. 

white and tender little hand again, he said, “The wound won‘t heal in a few days, you still need to put some ointment on it. Daddy will help you,

sat on the sofa. He instructed Mrs. Zora, “Bring me the first aid kit.” Heeding his order, Mrs. Zora quickly returned with the first aid kit. Byron took out a spray from inside and sprayed it onto

The Little

while her delicate little brows knitted together. Byròn would check on her expression from time to time to see if she was

he could not help

woman when she had

a glance, she noticed that

ask him why

she meant. He held her little hand placidly and said, “I‘m all right. I was bitten by a small

Small wild cat? 

came back from overseas.” With that, he did not wish to discuss that woman

that the little girl was still at a loss, he raised his hand and confiscated the pen and paper in her

had said so, she asked

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