A Love Trap novel Chapter 811

Ashley said to Fabio with an apologetic look on her face.

Then, she held Fabio in her arms.

"It's okay, mommy. I know that it's not your fault."

"My good boy."

Today, Ashley was wearing a white dress with a hemline right to her knees. Her fair-skinned calves and forearms were exposed.

On the other hand, Fabio was also in a white T-shirt and black short pants.

Thus, his little arms and legs were also showing like his mother. With the mild fragrance of milk on his body, he was indeed a handsome and adorable boy.

Fabio looked around, yet he found no sign of Andrew, his father. "Mommy, where's Daddy?"

Now, Fabio had finally accepted Andrew as his father. After all, in addition to Andrew's efforts of taking care of his mother, this man had always treated him well.

Ashley's face was still flushed. She didn't know if it was because of the incident earlier. But she was really taken aback by Fabio's question and wasn't sure how to answer.

With a brief thought, she eventually replied, "Ah, your father getting changed. He'll be here soon."

"Okay,"

Fabio replied and continued to find comfort in Ashley's arms.

Well, a mother's arms were always the best.

If his father were here, Fabio wouldn't be able to hug her mother anymore, since she would definitely be in Andrew's arms.

So Fabio was secretly hoping that Andrew could stay in the bathroom longer. This way, he could be in his mommy's arms much longer.

However, his thoughts fell through.

After a while, Fabio himself began to get out of Ashley's arms. He couldn't let his mommy hold him for too long, or else she would get sore arms and wrists.

However, when he was about to do so, he saw the red marks around Ashley's neck by accident. To his innocent eyes, it looked like someone had beaten his mommy.

It ultimately startled Fabio. The red marks saddened him and curiosity helped him see more red patches on her skin.

Therefore, Fabio stopped trying to get out of Ashley's arms. Instead, he wriggled a little upward. Fearing that her son was afraid of falling down, Ashley held him a little tighter, without realizing how her son was feeling.

The last thing Fabio wanted to see was his mommy's injuries. All of a sudden, his eyes were welling with tears. He put his mouth closer to one of her red patches, blew on it and tried to ease her pain. "It doesn't hurt mommy, it doesn't hurt. Let me blow on it for you."

Ashley felt Fabio's warm breath on her neck and felt itchy. But what Fabio said later confused her.

'What?' That was the first thing on her mind.

"What's wrong, Fabio?"

Ashley put him down to the floor and watched him with a confused expression on her face.

Fabio raised his little face and looked up at Ashley. "Mommy, did Daddy hit you?"

"No, he didn't. Why are you asking such—"