However, he was also very clear in his heart that it would be unusual if those things could be easily forgotten.
So, without being depressed for too long, he looked at Easton and said, "You must stand firm and not hesitated."
Easton suddenly became overjoyed. After all, he was always at the mercy of Derek. Now, he finally took charge and was a little cocky.
"That depends on you"
"Oh?"
Derek frowned. "Let me think about it. How about this: let me give you a chance for some trials."
Easton immediately shook his head. "Forget it. Forget it. I was joking."
Then, he patted Derek on the shoulder, like a little adult. "After all, I am your biological son. No matter what you say, I will always take your side in the critical moment."
After that, he carried the medicine box to Meredith.
Meredith came out of the kitchen. Just now, she realized that her lips were swollen from Derek's ravages. They were red and swollen, which were very conspicuous.
So, she stayed in the kitchen for a while, washed it with cold water several times, and didn't come out until it didn't look so apparent.
"Easton, let's go out for dinner. What do you want to eat?"
Easton shook his head. "I'm not hungry. I just ate. I'll give you some medicine first."
Meredith did not refuse the little fellow's kindness and sat down.
Easton walked over and took out the ointment. He had been smart since he was a child and had already learned a lot of words. He found what he wanted without asking for help from an adult.
"Is this it?"
Easton shook the burn-aid cream in his hand and Meredith nodded. "Yes, Easton, you're so smart."
Easton nodded and was very impressed by the compliment. Then, he squeezed out a little bit to put on Meredith.
However, he was still a child after all, and he couldn't control his strength well. When he touched the blister on Meredith's finger, she could not help but frown in pain, but she endured it.
After all, it was Easton's good gesture. She didn't want him to be unhappy.
Derek sighed and walked over. "I'll do it."
Easton was a little reluctant at first, but when he thought about the special situation and the need to draw his father and mother closer, he was ready to let him do it.
However, Meredith interrupted him in time. "No, Easton, you can do it."
She didn't want to have any unnecessary contact with Derek right now.
Derek's expression froze. When Easton saw that his plan didn't go so well, he acted coquettishly. "I was afraid that I might hurt mom, so I asked dad to do it for me."
"That's right."
Seeing through his son's intention, Derek nodded in agreement.
When Meredith heard what he said, she had no choice but to raise her chin perfunctorily, indicating that Derek could do it.
Derek was not affected by her coldness. He carefully applied a layer of Burn-aid Cream on Meredith's finger, and after that, he blew the wind towards it gently.
"Let me blow it, and it won't hurt anymore."
The man's deep voice was a little seductive.
Meredith was taken aback and immediately withdrew her hand.
She knew that this man would still be able to say such words to coax people.
Seeing this, Easton couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.
What was this, a rare love statement from dad?
But it didn't seem to be of any use...
Derek shrugged. "It's getting late. Aren't you going out for dinner?"
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