Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 916

Larissa brought Freddy into the car. The lights in the car were t, perfectly highlighting the disheveled state the little boy was in.

Larissa cleaned the dirt on Freddy’s face with wet wipes and ran her fingers through his messy hair to make it neat and tidy.

“Did you get into a fight with your dad?” she asked gently.

Freddy still wasn’t responding to her.

Recalling what Allen said over the phone–that Freddy seemed to have signs of depression.

Larissa felt her heart tighten. “Freddy, talk to me, please? You can tell me whatever you want.” She was starting to sound anxious.

his gaze was blank and lifeless.

the call with Allen, Lewis returned to his car and cast a glance at the two people sitting in the backseat. “His

door. When he realized he couldn’t open. it, he

in an instant to

want to leave! Freddy

legs in the air, staining the clean seats

Although he was young, he had executed his full strength at the moment for the sake of escaping. She gritted her teeth, enduring the pain surging

went to the backseat and helped Larissa keep Freddy

was so sharp that it almost pierced both Larissa’s and Lewis‘

this hour. Otherwise, such a

won’t hurt you.” Larissa comforted, gently

method wasn’t working on the little boy.

his teeth into Larissa’s hand that was caressing him. If Lewis hadn’t pried open his mouth in time, he probably would have bitten a piece of Larissa’s

tears from coursing down her cheeks. The

blood was slowly oozing