Jay looked at him and let out a slight smile. His smile was neither flamboyant as Baby Robbie’s, nor as restraining as Jens'. It was just right.
When he smiled at Angeline, his smile would look spellbinding and charming.
When he smiled at his children, his smile carried traces of fatherly love that was emitted at just the right amount.
The anxiety in Baby Robbie's heart was instantly dispersed by Daddy's smile. He stared at Jay and smiled sweetly.
Jay put him on the ground and picked up his tiny hand, carefully untying the long macrame knots. He then held Baby Robbie's hand and said gently, "Come with me."
Daddy's selfless actions had warmed Baby Robbie up tremendously like a stream in the desert. He allowed his tiny hand to be wrapped in Daddy's massive one a s they walked through the foreign and clamorous market.
Jay said gently, "I didn't talk to you these days not because I don't love you. I'm just like you, confused, hesitant, and at a loss."
He suddenly stopped walking and turned around to look at Baby Robbie while sighing. "What should I do t o bring home a lost lamb like you?"
Baby Robbie's eyes shimmered with tears. "I'm sorry."
He did not know what else to say other than these two words.
Jay could tell just how helpless the child felt when he said those two words.
"I've never blamed you, Baby Robbie, nor will I blame you for hurting Mommy and refusing to come home."
The heavy rock that was weighing on Baby Robbie's mind was instantly shifted, giving him instant relief.
Jay stared quietly at the child's face. He could see Baby Robbie's helplessness from his scrunched-up brows. "You still don’t want to come home?"
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