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.

arms around her, gently lowering her to the ground

crying out,

he hadn't used any force, just gently laid his petite wife

and fence, Henry, mustering all his courage, climbed over the "barrier" and dashed

and tapping his knee with his tiny hands. With

Mia scooped him up. "Henry, my

wrapped his arms

cheek, felt a pang of

son's hand, pulling him into a hug, and kissed his

should

head, hugging his dad's

it hurt?" Andre asked

"Yeah," Henry mumbled.

him close, cherishing his little

at the subdued attackers on the ground. "Who

out, "It was me, so

furious, delivered a swift kick, knocking the man

precio Con

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