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.

Dad.

came to the side of Enrique, Bruce and Brain reached out their hands, held each of Enrique's hands and pressed

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

Brain and Bruce

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

felt that they couldn't breathe because of

waiting for them in the hospital that they remembered that their father was also in need of them now.

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

and didn't eat anything, he will be angry and blame you

looked at Enrique. Enrique's eyes reddened all of a sudden.

a word. He was afraid that he would collapse in front of the children, and that he would

to their mother, nor could he let them see their father's weak appearance.

I'm going to buy some food. Enrique, please have some with

anything either. I'll buy one for him as well. Everything is suck together. Enrique,

bowls of wonton and two bowls of fried rice in a snack bar near the hospital and took them directly to the

to eat some wonton with soup. As for the two fried rice, they were for

of his dirty clothes and hands, as well as his greasy hair, which had grown a lot and was still stuck together. He

he took another box. He ate two boxes in a row before putting them down. Then Moore looked at Enrique. Sure enough, he just drank a few mouthfuls of wonton soup,

you should eat more. Why do you eat so little? Bruce and I

slightly and ate the wonton obediently and regained some strength. Gradually, his cold body recovered a little. He

Moore breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Enrique could