She squatted down to welcome him, but he bumped into her. If Huston hadn't blocked her with his body, she would have fallen to the ground.
Lucas has not been a crying child since he was a child, but at this time, he couldn't help sobbing in her arms. "Mom, I missed you so much."
His soft voice was full of fear and grievance, like a dagger scratching against her heart. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on his face. "Don't cry, don't cry. Mom is here to pick you up."
Lucas was not a child who could make trouble. After crying for a while, he stopped and raised his hand to touch his little face. It was this action that made Evelyn see the band-aid on his thumb.
She grabbed the child's tender hand and her heart tightened. "How did this happen? Did you get hurt?"
Hearing this, Huston frowned and leaned over. However, the little boy, who had always been defenseless against him, dodged and hid in her mother's embrace. He whispered, "It was my great-grandfather and great-grandma who stabbed me."
Seeing the child, her soft heart had hardened again because of these words, she blew on his finger with red eyes. "It doesn't hurt anymore. Mom will blow on it."
Afraid that she would worry, Lucas shook his head obediently. "Mom, I'm fine."
She stood up and pulled the child to her side. She didn't want to be entangled with the Lloyd family, but what she saw and heard at this moment was really like a bucket of gasoline that had been poured over her, and it had all been set on fire.
She was not an ill-bred person, but at this moment, she forgot all her rationality. "Who stabbed him?"
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