The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 672

Anya only hesitated for a moment before quickly releasing her grip on the child's hand. She remained calm and discreetly covered the red marks on Joey's body that she caused, then gently pulled him closer to her embrace, soothingly saying, "Don't cry, don't cry, Mommy is here! Joey, don't cry, everything is fine!"

Faced with the sudden change in his mother's emotions, Joey's crying subsided slightly, but he still felt very confused about what he did wrong.

Lucas approached, his clear and thoughtful eyes filled with doubt. "Anya, what happened? Why is the child crying like this?"

Anya looked up, her expression innocent and harmless. "Brother, you're back! It's, it's nothing. Joey accidentally fell and hurt himself just now. I was comforting him."

The perplexity between Lucas's eyebrows dissipated, and he gently touched Joey's head. "A real man should be strong. You can't cry over a little bump or scratch!"

Joey's face was tear-stained as he looked up at his uncle. With his limited language ability, he could not express his own experience, but he felt wronged and pouted his lips.

Suddenly, his mother's hand pinched him again, not too lightly or heavily. Joey's fearful gaze once again turned to Anya.

In the face of her mother's warning gaze, he dared not cry anymore or show any reaction. He was afraid of his mother, but he also loved her.

He still remembered when his mother came to the orphanage to pick him up. At that time, he thought his mother was very beautiful, and she would bring him lots of delicious food, change him into clean clothes, and gently play with him.

Since he could remember, he was roughly confined with other children in the orphanage, never experiencing such gentle care from anyone.

However, after he was adopted, his mother of his became somewhat unpredictable.

Sometimes, he did not even know what he did wrong to make her unhappy, and she would pinch him, hit him, and scold him.

He did not mean to make his mother unhappy. He loved seeing his mother's gentle smile toward him!

Joey snapped out of his thoughts, anxiously pursing his lips, and tried to please her. "Mommy, don't be angry! Joey is sorry! Joey is sorry!"

Anya smiled gently at him. "Hmm, good boy! Mommy isn't angry. Silly child, how could Mommy be angry with little Joey!"