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.

at her, his gaze was blank

to his car and cast a glance at the two people sitting in the backseat. “His dad will

he couldn’t open. it, he fiercely knocked his arm against the window,

her arms around him in an instant

me go! I want to leave! Freddy

his legs in the air, staining the clean

executed his full strength at the moment for the sake

to the backseat and helped Larissa keep

was so sharp that it almost pierced both Larissa’s

barely anyone around the kindergarten at this hour. Otherwise, such a chaotic scene was only going to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

scared, Freddy. We won’t hurt you.” Larissa comforted, gently patting his

method wasn’t working on

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 flesh

from coursing down her cheeks. The bite marks on the back of her

slowly oozing out of