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 relief as he touched the area of the injury. “Did the teacher give you any

Estie nodded. 

in a few days, you still need to put some ointment on it. Daddy will help you, is

hall, he put the little girl on his lap and sat on the sofa. He instructed Mrs. Zora, “Bring me the first aid kit.” Heeding his order, Mrs. Zora

21 Rosalie, The Little

brows knitted together. Byròn would check on her expression from time to time to see if

could not help but daze

looked somewhat similar to that woman when she had her serious face

glance, she noticed that daddy

to ask him why he was

little hand placidly and said, “I‘m all right. I was bitten

Small wild cat? 

and pencil on the tea table and wrote, [ Cat, where did it come from?] Byron‘s gaze sank slightly. “It came back from overseas.” With that, he did not wish to discuss that woman anymore. He was afraid that he might not be able to suppress the anger he felt internally in front of

the pen and

had said so, she asked no

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