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 find him. He had

take a look at the foreign data, but no one listens to me. You don't even know who Gavyn is. How are we to associate internationally in the future? Listen

h*ll?" Peter

anymore. However, he didn't have a name at that moment, since he had always used 'Clarkson.' One time when he was completing a mission with Nathan, a pack of wolves appeared. He single-handedly

"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. Later, someone took a shot of his

Peter was speechless.

make

You didn't even know such a powerful person, and you still had the

as annoying as Braden." Peter gnashed his

But soon.

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

tone

be

floor of the

was heavily injured, he could still move around relatively well.

Someone was coming.

and he continued his movements without craning

Lord, the little prince is here to see you." Even the usual ruffian became respectful and loyal in the presence of

Nathan continued a

likely that AN did this to you and Uncle

knew, of course we had figured it out as

"Then..."

an eye on

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

I can take

against Gavyn, you are qualified