Chapter 1220

Andre glanced around, noting the lack of any security cameras. Mia was pacing anxiously, recalling the scene in the car when she was harassed, and her little boy, with his tiny feet, kicked back in defiance.

"Honey, hit me," she urged.

Andre hesitated, "..."

"Come on, just hit me," Mia insisted, desperation in her voice.

Andre gently felt her forehead, checking for a fever—nothing out of the ordinary.

Pulling her husband into the yard, Mia cleared a space. "Seriously, hit me. It'll make our son appear."

Andre, conflicted, confessed, "I can't do it."

Mia raised her voice, "Is anyone brave enough to hit me?"

Everyone averted their eyes, not daring to touch her; even if the boss wouldn't hit her, they certainly weren't going to risk it.

"If you don't hit me, I'll ask for a divorce," Mia threatened.

around her, gently lowering her to the ground in a way that made it look like

sat on the ground, crying out, "Help,

used any force, just

tiny gap in the wall and fence, Henry, mustering all his courage, climbed over the "barrier" and dashed out, his little voice

knee with his tiny hands. With his cheek swollen, he glared up at

up. "Henry,

sweetly wrapped his arms around

cheek, felt

him into a hug, and kissed

I should have

tilted his head, hugging his dad's

hurt?"

"Yeah," Henry mumbled.

held him close,

godson's state, looked at the subdued attackers

out, "It was me,

swift kick, knocking the

precio Con

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255