Zachary's gaze was filled with despair and helplessness.
It was because he knew Erin would do what she said she would.
He had gotten used to it after so many years.
Erin smiled when she saw her son staying silent. She continued her elegant and gentle act as she said, “I know you won't abandon me for that woman. By the way, I've invited Winnifred for a meal tomorrow. You're coming with me.”
He knew what she was planning when Winnifred was mentioned. “I have things to do tomorrow.”
“Postpone it,” she uttered faintly.
Zachary narrowed his eyes.
“We will meet with Winnifred tomorrow,” Erin repeated in a deeper voice.
He clenched his fist before relaxing it and left the room resignedly.
The edge of Erin's lips curved upward as she gazed at his back. I knew he would listen to me.
Natasha went to sleep after she returned home.
When she was sleeping, she felt something pacing around her.
Her mind was still hazy when she woke up. It was then she saw Denise popping out. “Are you awake, Nat?”
Natasha smiled as she stared at her adorable daughter and replied hoarsely, “Yeah, I'm awake.”
Denise stared at her, looking as though she had something to say.
Natasha knew her daughter was up to something. “All right, tell me what's going on.
“Did you see a video of a person fighting on the internet, Nat?” Denise asked as she rubbed her head on her mother's body.
Natasha thought about it and nodded. “I did.”
“Was that person Daddy?” the girl asked.
Natasha didn't expect her to recognize him. After all, his face was covered in mosaic.
However, she didn't want to lie. “How did you recognize him?”
“I can tell it was him at first glance!” Denise answered.
Natasha was shocked. Is this the effect of blood relations? Even I couldn't tell for sure it was Kenneth if it wasn't for the clothes he was wearing that day.
Inside the dim room, she stared at Denise. Her voice still sounded a little hoarse, likely due to her just waking up. “So... are you worried about him?”
Denise nodded.
She immediately spoke again, as though she was worried Natasha would get angry. “Even though I'm a little worried about Daddy, I absolutely like you more than him, Nat! I'll always love you, Mommy!”
She promptly dove into her mother's embrace in a rather coquettish manner.
No one could resist the cuteness of a child like her.
She was cute, pretty, and her voice was as sweet as candy.
Of course, Natasha wasn't angry. In fact, her heart was on the verge of melting by how sweet her daughter was.
In reality, she didn't really mind.
It was only natural that a child would worry about their parents and crave their love.
Natasha didn't want to take away her children's love. While she occasionally experienced the desire to be the sole recipient of their love, she was still a very logical person.
“All right. Since you're putting it that way, I believe you.” She patted her daughter's head.
“Then, will you take us to visit him?” Denise asked upon raising her head when she saw her mother wasn't angry.
Natasha was stunned. Huh?
“Gramps don't like Daddy. He definitely won't bring us to visit him. So can you take us to the hospital instead, Nat?”
“Now?”
Denise nodded. “Yeah. Daddy suffered severe injuries in order to save you before, and now he got into a fight. He said he's fine on the phone, but I still want to visit him!”
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