Sonia touched her belly, a gentle smile curling her lips.

When Toby saw that, a thought raced through his mind. She doesn’t seem like she hates the baby. So why is she…

 

“Mommy!” Douglas broke Toby’s train of thought.

Douglas was swinging her arm again, while snitching on Toby. “Dad bullied me.”

Sonia snapped out of it and looked at Douglas. “What did M… Daddy do this time?” Whew, I nearly said the wrong thing!

“He pinched my face.” Douglas pointed at his face, but he looked at Toby smugly.

 

Toby’s face darkened. This brat…

“Let me take a look.” Sonia didn’t realize Douglas and Toby were fighting. Instead, she looked at Douglas’ face carefully. When she saw the red patch on it, she frowned. “Toby, Douglas is just a child. How could you do this?” She chided Toby while hugging Douglas.

 

and he even shot Toby a provocative

lips. What an annoying brat. And Sonia actually scolded me for

say anything, the woman from earlier said again, “You look like

does she think

was curious

The son and the father hate each other. When the father tries to do anything to the son, he’ll tell his mother, then the mother will scold the father. That’s what you guys were doing. Sure,

twitched again. She never thought the lady would think they were a happy family. I just didn’t like it that Toby was

Toby up, and he answered,

the truth.” The madam waved

was also the manager—came up to them. “The games are starting soon, everyone. Please take your seats.” He pointed at five numbered sofas not far

her waist, she realized the manager was asking them to take the

he had to do, so

was about to hold Douglas’ hand, but Toby picked the boy up and

“You…” Sonia was surprised.

Toby looked

was surprised that Toby didn’t react when the dirt

question, “You still remember that?” He thought she’d forget about

her lips and answered calmly, “I didn’t get my head knocked in. Of course I still remember.” I just fell out of love with you, but that doesn’t mean I’d forget the

what she was thinking. The fact that she still remembered it delighted him for

at his hand curiously. “What are

other couples are holding hands,” Toby reminded

follow them. “We don’t have

pursed his lips, held his fist, and put his hand down. “I see,”

he getting annoyed about? We’re just not holding hands. Does he want to hold hands with me? He

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