Female Novel
Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Rosalie, The Little Wild Cat Estie obediently stretched out her injured hand for him to look. Bryonfrowned slightly when he saw the injury on her hand. “How did this happen? Did the kids bully you?”Estie was stunned for a moment but then she forcefully shook her head. She was not bullied?
Byron did not understand. “Then what happened?”
Estie picked up the drawing pen again and wrote stroke by stroke into the small notebook. She wrote afew letters.
After she wrote that, she tilted her head, feeling somewhat lacking in confidence. The word was toohard to spell. Whenever she comes across a word that she did not know how to spell, she wouldusually make an educated guess from how it sounded or skip it entirely.
She did not come across this word often and did not know if she had spelled it correctly.
“You slipped?” novelbin
Byron looked at the letters and confirmed with her.
Estie nodded.
Byron let out a sigh of relief as he touched the area of the injury. “Did the teacher give you anytreatment for it?”
Estie nodded.
Byron nodded. Looking at her white and tender little hand again, he said, “The wound won‘t heal in afew days, you still need to put some ointment on it. Daddy will help you, is that alright?”
Estie did not refuse. Byron immediately crouched down and picked up the little girl before headingdownstairs. When he got to the hall, he put the little girl on his lap and sat on the sofa. He instructedMrs. Zora, “Bring me the first aid kit.” Heeding his order, Mrs. Zora quickly returned with the first aid kit.Byron took out a spray from inside and sprayed it onto her wound. Then, he kneaded her hand for awhile. It was still a rather serious injury and although quite a while had passed, it still hurt to touch itnow.
Chapter 21 Rosalie, The Little Wild Cat
Estie made no fuss. She just pursed her lips while her delicate little brows knitted together. Byròn wouldcheck on her expression from time to time to see if she was hurting.
Noticing her frown, he could not help but daze off.
This little girl looked somewhat similar to that woman when she had her serious face on.
Aware of her daddy‘s line of sight, Estie looked up in bewilderment. At a glance, she noticed that daddyhad hurt his lips and pointed at it with uncertainty.
She obviously meant to ask him why he was hurt.
Byron knew what she meant. He held her little hand placidly and said, “I‘m all right. I was bitten by asmall wild cat.”
Small wild cat?
Estie was even more doubtful. She picked up the paper and pencil on the tea table and wrote, [ Cat,where did it come from?] Byron‘s gaze sank slightly. “It came back from overseas.” With that, he did notwish to discuss that woman anymore. He was afraid that he might not be able to suppress the anger hefelt internally in front of his daughter.
Seeing that the little girl was still at a loss, he raised his hand and confiscated the pen and paper in herhand, “Let‘s stop talking, it‘s almost time, daddy will take you to bed.”
Although Estie was still curious, since daddy had said so, she asked no further questions andobediently let her daddy carry her upstairs.
When Rosalie got home, the two little ones had still not gone to sleep. Mary was watching televisionwith them in the living room. Seeing her enter, the two boys immediately looked away from thetelevision and ran over.” Mommy!” Rosalie smiled and caressed their heads. “Are you drunk?” Luciancaught the scent of alcohol on her body and wiggled his nose. “I‘ll go make you some sobering tea sothat you won‘t get a headache when you wake up tomorrow.” With that, he turned and went to thekitchen.
Nox pulled her to the sofa to take a seat. While sitting on her legs, he massaged her temples seriously.“I‘ll give Mommy a massage, Mommy isn‘t feeling well.”
Seeing the two little ones being so sensible despite being so young, Mary‘s eyes shone withadmiration. “How are my godsons so sensible?”
Rosalie smiled and looked at her. “You like them? Go get your own.”
Hearing that, Mary shook her head repeatedly. “Forget it, they might not be as sensible as
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Lucian or Nox. I want to steal these two of yours.” Nox was massaging his mommy‘s temples but didnot forget to comfort his godmother,” Godmom, there‘s no need to steal us. If you were to get drunk,brother and I will definitely take care of you like this too.”
Mary really wanted to hug the little fella and give him a kiss. Since both of them were busy, however,she could only restrain herself and say, “You children are so precious. I love you all so much!”
Rosalie was trembling from the numbness of her flesh as she accepted the sobering tea that Lucianhad brought over. She drank it in small sips. After drinking the tea, it was already late. “Okay, I‘m finenow, you guys go and rest!” Rosalie kissed their foreheads. The two nodded, bid Mary goodnight, andwent upstairs obediently.