My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 4

A guess flashed through Rosalie’s mind. This little girl, she could not be hard of speaking, could she?

Thinking of this possibility, she felt pity for the little girl and whispered, “Give me your hand, will you?”

Then, she offered her hand forward.

The little girl looked at her timidly, but her expression softened when she heard her voice.

Rosalie was not in a hurry. She waited patiently for her as she slowly accepted her.

The little girl hesitated for a long time before trying to reach out to Rosalie.

Seeing this, Rosalie immediately grasped her hand gently. She smiled and helped the little girl up before checking her again.

The distance between them narrowed because of this action.

The little girl’s body was soft and smelled of milk.

Rosalie’s heart was soft, but she could not help thinking of her child who had died young.

If she had grown up well, she would be about this big now!

Thinking of this, Rosalie could not help the traces of heartache and regret in her eyes.

The little girl seemed to have sensed her emotions and obediently kept still. However, her big eyes had been staring at her face all this while.

Although she knew she should not approach strangers, this lady was really beautiful…

Not to mention, there was something about her that made her want to be close to her.

When Mary saw this, she could not help but exclaim, “This little girl is so delicate. She doesn’t look half as bad as our two big babies!”

After checking her and hearing that, Rosalie nodded. “I think she got separated from her family. Let’s take her to the police station to see if we can contact her family.”

When she said this, the little girl beside her suddenly tugged her.

Rosalie looked down with bewilderment.

Only to see the little girl shaking her head. Her watery eyes were slightly red as if she was anxious and was about to cry the next second.

The little girl was obviously really against the proposal.

Looking at the little girl’s pitiful appearance, Rosalie felt her heart about to break.

There was no other way, however. The little girl was so young. If she did not send her to the police station in time, she was afraid she would be forced to bear the crime of abduction.

Rosalie felt herself having a headache.

“It’s alright even if we don’t go to the police station.”

She squatted down to negotiate with the little girl. “Do you know your parents’ mobile phone number? I can have them pick you up.”

Hearing this, the little girl stopped shaking her head, but her pretty eyes dimmed.

Rosalie did not get a response from her after a while. Thinking that she did not know it, she was about to send her to the police station when the little girl moved again.

Rosalie watched her as she took out a pen and a small post-it note from her pocket. She wrote down a string of numbers, followed by “daddy” behind it, and handed her the note.