Ethan’s Vengeance of Love

Caroline’s eyes widened and blinked a few times before she speedily threw her room door open to rush downstairs. She wanted to figure out if the hair she had found in her mother’s pocket actually belonged to her father.

When she got downstairs, she saw Ethan, who was still sitting on the couch. Instead of greeting him, she sneakily edged over before she swung her hand over his head and quickly plucked a few strands of hair off of him.

“What are you trying to do?” Ethan noticed Caroline’s presence a while ago, and he had decided to just compromise and allow Caroline to have her fun for a while. He hadn’t expected her to start pulling his hair. “Is this how you treat your mother too? Do you pull her hair?” Ethan’s expression turned stern—his scalp was rather painful after all that tugging.

“I… I don’t…” Caroline was shocked, and she put her tiny hands behind her back to conceal the hairs that she had just pulled out.

“Why are you being so fierce? You’re scaring Caroline,” Rosy came downstairs to take something, and she happened to overhear Ethan. She felt annoyed, especially when she saw the stern look on the man’s face. “You shouldn’t fool around like that with Mommy, okay? You’ll hurt her if you do that.” Ethan then realized how stern he sounded and how he might have scared the young girl. Caroline was an obedient and mature child, so he was sure that she would obey him even if he spoke to her more patiently.

“Okay, I got it. I’ll take care of Mommy, and I won’t hurt her.” Caroline nodded a few times. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I didn’t mean to do it. I just—”

it. You should head upstairs,” Ethan uttered. She’s such a mature and sophisticated child. There’s no need for such a formal apology over such a tiny matter, right? Meanwhile, Rosy’s expression changed as she watched the scene from where she stood at the bottom of the stairs. It seems like Ethan is starting to

strand of hair from inside it. Then, she compared that strand of hair with the ones she had plucked off Ethan’s head earlier. The hair that I just plucked

in the plastic bag. She was too flustered, so she ended up mixing all the strands of hair. A few strands of hair fell to the

hairs in the plastic bag were hairs that were originally there

I wasn’t doing it intentionally. I just wanted to help Mommy wash her clothes, and I only looked

decided that she would be the most obedient child ever so that her mother would love her too much to ever leave her. Let’s just forget about whatever happened—I’ll be good from now! “Are you

to be with you after I changed out of the clothes I was wearing earlier.” Alice didn’t seem to notice anything out of the norm. She walked over to the balcony to retrieve the clothes she had been wearing earlier. Based on her memory, she recalled how she had opened the room door right after Keith handed her the tiny plastic bag with his hair

bag with Keith’s hair out of her pocket. She didn’t know about what happened just moments ago, and she simply placed the plastic bag into her handbag alongside Apollo’s sample. I’ll bring

samples in her bag. The young child

Did I mess up the strands of hair earlier? Will it affect whatever Mommy wants to do with it? Should I tell Mommy the truth? But… It’s just hair, isn’t it? What could she possibly use it for? Isn’t everyone’s hair all the same? She can probably use anyone’s hair—it wouldn’t matter, right? Since it won’t

her mouth shut in