"So what do you want to do?"
Tracy said impatiently. She thought she had a good temper and didn't feel angry at all, but she found that her good temper seemed to fade away after she married Brody.
It was really father and son.
Seeing ray keep silent, Tracy felt her heart beat more strongly.
"Ray, could you please come down for a while? I need to make my bed set."
This time, she didn't ask for Ray's consent. Instead, she put her hands in Ray's armpit and lifted him out of bed.
The phone on the bed caught her attention.
Since she was not taking her phone with her, Tracy was exceedingly confused. As a result, she switched to the brightness on the screen.
Suddenly, the message page showed up, which stunned her. "Ray, remember to avenge for auntie."
This sentence, however, made Tracy stunned for quite a while.
"Well..."
Ray cried before she could think more.
All of a sudden, Tracy became flurried. She wanted to say something to comfort him, but she didn't know how.
So she lowered her head and said cautiously, "ray, look at you. How old are you? Why are you still crying?"
Her consolation sounded a bit critical, but in others' eyes, it sounded so different.
Ray cried so sadly. She even suspected that if he was not dumb, he might howl.
The moment Brody pushed the door open and walked in, Tracy stretched her arms into Ray's armpit, trying to lift him to bed.
"What are you doing?" His furious voice echoed in the bedroom.
She put ray on the bed and was startled by the sudden sound.
But she calmed down very soon.
"Ray..."
"Shut up."
Tracy was interrupted by an angry voice.
She chose to keep silent too.
"Ray, what's wrong?" Said Brody softly.
Ray didn't say anything but stopped crying.
"Ray, don't be afraid. Tell me what happened."
His patience astonished Tracy. He looked at the kid carefully and nervously, as if she had an illusion.
He seemed to be afraid of ray being hurt and wronged.
With these thoughts in her mind, Tracy laughed at herself, wondering how much he loved this child.
What was more ridiculous was that she, as a stepmother, didn't know the real identity of the child when he took the child to home for raising.
Ray did not say anything, but timidly looked at Tracy.
However, under his seemingly calm but actually chilly gaze, Tracy felt herself in a cold sweat, a kind of tension emerging in her heart somehow.
She felt a chill down her spine.
Tracy did not understand why a kid would hate her for no reason.
Taking a glance at the silent Tracy, who was standing beside ray, Brody's heart was covered with dust because of her silence and Ray's hint.
An idea came to his mind.
"Ray, why are you crying? Tell me." This time, he talked to ray in a serious tone.
Ray looked at Tracy timidly and then moved his little body straight into Brody's arms. His eyes were full of fear.
"Ahahah..." He cried again.
Was he afraid of her?
Tracy immediately understood what Ray meant.
However, what Brody was thinking in his mind was totally different from that of Tracy.
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