Chapter 1198 Why Do You Call Her 'Mommy 1
Nox, in his childish voice, asked, "But Mommy is still sick. What can we do?
'At this time, if we go to tell Mommy that we like Mr. Byron, her emotions are bound to fluctuate.'
The little boy did not want any more mishaps to happen to Mommy.
Lucian looked at Estie, his face filled with determination. "Since Mommy is sick, let's talk to Mr. Byron first. You must have
seen it. Mr. Byron is very worried about Mommy. His heart still longs for Mommy!"
As for how to convince Byron, it was all up to Estie!
Estie quickly understood what Lucian meant and nodded vigorously. ’I'm going to find Daddy!"
In an instant, she turned around and wanted to go out.
Lucian grabbed Estie's hand and frowned. "No, Estie. You can't just go out like this!"
If she talked to Mr. Byron directly, he would just tell her not to intervene as he did before.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThey had to come up with a clever way!
The little ones whispered for a while.
A few minutes later, Estie opened the door, and her eyes were red.
"Little Lady!"
Luther saw the little girl come out, and his face was full of concern. "Why aren't you resting? Can't sleep?"
Estie nodded aggrievedly and then whispered, "Daddy."
Luther squatted down. "Are you looking for President Lawrence?"
The little girl nodded vigorously.
Seeing this, Luther naturally got up without hesitation and knocked on
Rosalie's ward for her.
Soon, Byron came out from inside.
Byron frowned slightly seeing the little girl standing at the door. "What's wrong?"
Estie hugged her daddy's thigh, and her sad soft voice was full of grievances. "Sob... Auntie, I want Auntie..."
Hearing this, Byron's eyes dimmed. He turned his head to look in the direction of Rosalie's bed.
When he came out, the woman was already asleep.
Byron did not want the little one to go in and disturb her sleep.
He carried the little one into his arms and comforted her in a gentle voice. ’ Did you have a nightmare, darling? Tell
me, what did you dream about?"
The little one amped up her acting skills. Her childlike voice was choked up with tears. "I dreamed that Auntie said...
she doesn't want Estie anymore, and..."
At this point, Estie's teardrops fell.
Byron frowned deeply and asked, "What else?"
Estie choked up. ' Mommy... I dreamed of Mommy..."
Hearing what the little girl said, Byron's eyes suddenly darkened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm'The little one called Rosalie ’Mommy’just now.
'This time, she even dreamed about her mommy.
'All these coincidences... Is it really due to the blood bond between them?'
Byron could not help asking the little girl, "Why did you call Auntie Rosalie' Momm/ just now?"
The little girl was still worried about Rosalie. Her tears were genuinely her true feelings rather than an act.
Upon hearing her daddy's question, the little girl immediately put her arms around his neck and cried. "I want Auntie to
be my mommy! Daddy, don’t be angry with Auntie. I don't want Auntie to be sick!"
Rosalie's condition had indeed frightened the little girl, and it frightened him too.
Byron listened to the little girl's words that came from the bottom of her heart, and his own heart rocked back and forth
in turmoil.
After this incident, he wanted to agree with the little girl without hesitation.
However, he thought of Rosalie's alienation from him.
Even though he took care of her so much, that woman still kept him at arm's length...