One Meet By Chance

"Brain and I know what to do. Uncle Moore, please take us to see dad."

Moore nodded slightly and led the way. Moore's subordinate held the two kids in his arms. Moore even thought of Cindy, who was abroad. As a father, how could he not feel sorry for such sensible children? How could it be possible?

Brain and Bruce wiped their eyes at the same time, fearing that their tears would leak out. When the two of them saw Enrique, they bit their lips tightly.

"Wait, wait, uncle. Bruce and I want to go to the toilet."

Tears streamed down Brain's cheeks as he spoke. Moore nodded, took Brain from his subordinate's hand and went to the toilet together.

"Are our eyes red, uncle? Will dad see that we've cried?"

Brain turned to ask Moore. Moore touched Brain's head with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. Grandpa is sick. It's normal for you two to worry about him."

"We don't want dad to worry about us."

Bruce pressed his lips. They had to stay with their father, wait for their mother to go home and wait for their Grandpa Harris to recover. So Bruce and he couldn't cry. They couldn't cry.

They couldn't bother their father any more. Their father must be very sad now, even sadder than them, so the two of them must be fine. At least, they could make their father feel that there were two of them by his side.

The two children tried their best to tidy up themselves. In fact, the moment the children saw their father just now, all their emotions might explode. However, the two children were sensible, so they wanted to pretend that nothing had happened.

Don't worry, Dad. Grandpa Harris will be fine. Bruce

Enrique, Bruce and Brain reached out their hands, held each of Enrique's hands and

recovered. His two children didn't know what had happened to their mother, did they? He reached out and touched

and Bruce

spoke, his voice was hoarse. Bruce and Brain nodded.

that they couldn't breathe because of crying. Their Grandpa Harris fainted again.

came to pick them up and told them that their father was waiting for them in the

two of them understood. Since their father didn't want them to know, they didn't know. They just

sees you worry about him so much and didn't eat anything, he will be angry and blame you for

his head and looked at Enrique. Enrique's eyes reddened all of a sudden. Moore had never

collapse in front of the children,

couldn't let the two children know about what happened to their mother, nor could he let them see their father's weak appearance. He didn't want his two children to become who he was in

going to buy some food. Enrique,

standing next to them, Moore thought, 'Forget it. This guy must haven't eaten anything either. I'll buy one for him as well. Everything is suck together. Enrique, everything would

made it through. Without saying anything more, he bought three bowls of wonton and two bowls of fried rice in a snack bar near

the current situation of Enrique, it was better for him to eat some wonton with soup. As for the two

as well as his greasy hair, which had grown a lot and was still stuck together. He directly took the food box and began to

ate two boxes in a row before putting them down. Then Moore looked at Enrique.

you should eat more. Why do you eat so little? Bruce and I both eat more than you. You are so

ate another wonton in front of Enrique. Enrique nodded slightly and ate the wonton obediently and regained some strength. Gradually,

that Enrique had eaten something, Moore breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Enrique could eat something, Enrique's mind would be working.