Chapter 982

Yulia frowned, “If you’re not, then what were you doing to Anya?”

“I was helping her take off her clothes.”

“Why would you do that?”

“Because her dress was ruined.”

“And how did that happen?”

“…”

“And why was Anya crying so hard when you were helping her?”

Nathan was at a loss for words. How could he possibly tell her that he deliberately ruined Anya’s dress, forced it off her, just because it was bought by Ronald?

Watching Nathan’s serious expression, Yulia pushed him away and sat on the side of the sofa. Anya was staring wide–eyed, tears still in her eyes. She watched the two arguing in front of her.

She wasn’t sure if they were expressing concern for each other, or just fighting. Although she was heartbroken that her favorite princess dress was ruined, she didn’t want Nathan and Yulia to fight over it.

Seeing Anya on the verge of crying again, Yulia didn’t know how to respond all of a sudden. Now she didn’t care so much why Nathan would forcibly help Anya undress. It was not that she didn’t care about Anya, but she trusted that Nathan wasn’t that kind of person.

She took Anya into her arms, wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes, “It’s okay, Anya, don’t cry anymore.”

her innocently, then asked, “Mom,

flickered, then she shook her head, saying softly, “No.”

just now…” Anya said, her eyes reddening

defending you because he made you cry.”

You guys shouldn’t fight, you should love

him buy me a prettier one, but you can’t fight with

his heart couldn’t

brightened and sparkled.

buy me lots of

really.” Nathan

the side, while Anya clapped her hands happily, then said with great enthusiasm, “Okay, I’m not angry anymore. But, both me and mom, we

to Yulia’s side, trying to pull her up, but

“Mom, stand up.”

trying to suppress her laughter, she still stood up, then

mom, then

a bit embarrassed, she looked

Yulia felt uneasy as she tucked the stray hair behind her ear. Nathan’s sudden

a bit uncomfortable. She turned to Anya and said, “…Anya, Nathan and

hugging only allowed

stiff face,

Anya, because hugging is grown–up stuff. You’re still small, so you can’t

adults not only hug, but they also kiss. They don’t seem shy

knowing who this little one had inherited this stubbornness and dominance from, and yet it was somewhat

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