At the man’s words, the air in the living room grew so quiet and heavy that it felt difficult to breathe.

Nigel looked at Joshua, his laptop still on his lap, his big eyes blinking repeatedly as he stared at his father. “Mr. Lynch, I don’t know what you’re talking about.“

He set the laptop down and wore an innocent expression on his face. “I ‘m just a six-year-old kid, and I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t understand anything.“

Joshua narrowed his eyes, and a chill flashed across his eyes. Other six-year-olds might not know anything, but his two children…

sounding at all like a six-year-old child. “You know better than anyone why I did this. Mommy was fine, but because of his assessment report, she was locked up in an asylum. I want him

Joshua furious. ”Your

really sick just because he says she’s sick? I think

were enough to make anyone tremble in fear. He looked at his mini -me

enraged gaze with unyielding stubbornness in his eyes. ”Mr. Lynch, you and Mommy have known each other longer than us, so I thought you’d know and trust her more than us! Just because of that person’s report, you believe that Mommy is ill and needs to be locked up in that hellhole! You know I’m just six, but if you didn’t force Mommy and me into a corner, I wouldn’t have come up with such a bad plan!

“You! ”

about to explode, Fiona pushed open the door and entered the room. She comforted Joshua, pressing him down to sit on the sofa. ”Don’t get angry. Nigel is just a six-year-old child. Even though he

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