Single Mom's Sweet Husband by Charlotte

Freddie tried to struggle. However, he could not even make the other person look straight at him, let alone try to loosen his iron grip. He suddenly remembered Sheryl's words - he was just an 8-year-old child. What could he do?

Yes, he was smart, but that was it. In terms of physical strength or experience, he could not be compared with an adult.

"What are you doing? He is the son of the big boss!" The driver was dismayed at the scene. He shouted, "Put him down quickly. Do you know who he is? He is Freddie Doyle. How can you treat the Young Master this way?"

"I know who he is."

This voice.

"Since you knew, why did you manhandle him?" The driver pursed his lips. In his heart, he had already lit candles for this brute's tribute. The boss was not to be trifled with.

Freddie stopped struggling. Instead, he was surprised and said, "Uncle Gavyn? Uncle Gavyn, you're here? Why didn't you tell me that you came?

I could have picked you up." "Why are you still talking so much nonsense?" Gavyn pulled up the corner of his mouth and flung him to the ground.

From his point of view, it didn't take much effort. However, in the eyes of others, Freddie seemed to have been catapulted. The driver looked on with his heart pounding. Freddie, on the other hand, merely rolled on the ground, shot up, and ran to Gavyn. "Gavyn, I missed you so much." Freddie started bawling.

Freddie, who looked like a proud little prince in front of outsiders, lost his composure in front of Gavyn. He was like a puppy seeking love from a wolf.

Gavyn's huge palm gently caressed Freddie's head, but in the eyes of the onlookers, his action seemed to be a forceful pat.

The driver was struck dumb.

Gavyn looked like he was at least 6 feet 8 while Freddie was at most 4 feet 5 tall. He had yet to go through puberty. Two of them were opposite extremes. In front of Gavyn, Freddie was as light as a two- dimensional critter.

"Child, I know that I last saw you three months ago. But is this really necessary?" Gavyn said as he pinched Freddie's cheek.

Freddie immediately took a few steps back. With a slighted expression, he said, "Gavyn, you are like my mother. Forget about three months, even if it were three days or three hours, I would still miss you." "Come on, I'm not like your mother." Gavyn tugged the corner of his mouth and pointed to the hospital. "Come on, I'll take you to see your father." "All right."

The driver watched them with wide eyes and took out a handkerchief to wipe off his perspiration.

This.

It was so terrifying.

there was too little information, even Peter could not

at the foreign data, but no one listens to me. You don't even know

h*ll?" Peter

have a name at that moment, since he had always used 'Clarkson.' One time

"What's with Toothache Gavyn?"

"He had a toothache."

"Young master Avery."

toothache and maintained the same expression all day. Even when he spoke, his lips didn't move.

Peter was speechless.

make

assassin, he never once failed. You didn't even know such a

as Braden." Peter gnashed his teeth

But soon.

about what Avery said. He was right. Peter was indeed not qualified. According to Avery's statement, Gavyn was a powerful individual that could not be brushed aside. But Peter did not know

tone

be like

floor of

could still move around relatively well. He was practicing martial arts and working

Someone was coming.

stance remained relaxed and he continued his movements without craning

the little prince is here to see you." Even the usual

Nathan continued a

very likely that

had figured it out

"Then..."

an eye

into his arms. "It's my duty to protect My

displeased. "Father, I can take good

win against Gavyn, you are qualified