"Bang!"
The shrimp that was being peeled fell to the ground.
What should I do now?
He didn't do anything, so why is this guy so hostile towards him?
Could it be that he's too handsome?
"I'm going to the bathroom."
To avoid having nightmares tonight, James Shelton made an excuse and left.
Daisy Ginger was feeding Erin while pondering how to take him away, completely oblivious to James Shelton's odd behavior.
Swinging around with the child in front of his father, she wasn't that bold.
When Erin finished eating, Daisy leaned closer and whispered to Christopher Woods, "I'll take Erin to wash his face. Can you help me tell Grandpa?"
Christopher glanced at the sticky little kid nestled in Daisy's arms, his face full of grease paint. He was obedient in her embrace, looking nothing like his cold self at home.
He acts one way outside, another way at home, truly worthy of being this woman's child.
"Elder Shelton is chatting with Edward. Don't make any noise, just leave quietly."
