Ryan Campbell’s POV
And this time, no matter what I say, she is unusually quiet. Even if sometimes I say something too much that makes her feel wronged, she will only silently shed tears and will not refute me.
I don’t know if it’s because she feels guilty to me or because time has smoothed her edges. I think it should be the latter. If she feels guilty to me, how could she enter the wedding hall with the Arthur Mitchell?
Only when you leave me alone can you accept the next marriage with ease.
Thinking of this, I ignored her humble request. I turned off the phone screen, casually threw it on the seat next to me, and slowly started the car.
I don’t live in the house I used to live with her. Although it’s still there, I haven’t been back for a long time.
It will only arouse endless longing in my heart, and will only make my heart sadder.
Her current residence was very close to the company. It was not a luxurious villa, but an ordinary apartment.
I don’t know why I chose a room. Maybe it was because of her. She used to think it was big.
I used to live in such a big house alone, but after she left, I really felt that way.
Although the house was small, everything was complete. The decoration was simple and elegant, and everything was arranged in an orderly way.
She put the child on the big sofa in the living room and went to the bedroom to get a quilt to cover her.
She looked at the clock on the wall and found that the child hadn’t eaten anything all day.
I’m used to it. I just have a stomachache and it will be okay, but the child can’t suffer with me.
Looking at the sleeping child, she didn’t know what would happen if she woke up later.
He sighed slightly, unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves while walking towards the kitchen.
She opened the fridge. Although there are a lot of things in it, I don’t know where to start.
She didn’t know what children liked to eat at all. She just thought that Theresa had grown up with her. Her preferences and tastes should be similar to hers?
She arranged several dishes according to her plan. When she was busy in the kitchen, she heard the child’s low voice calling “Mom”. The sound was not loud, but I heard it clearly. I immediately turned off the fire and walked out. I saw Theresa standing in the living room with bare feet, looking around uneasily. She might be looking for her.
I calmed myself down and wanted the child to put down his vigilance against me. I walked behind the child and whispered, “are you awake?”
The child turned his head and looked at me. He immediately pursed his lips and red eyes, and tears immediately flowed out.
I walked over in a hurry. To be honest, I was really at a loss when facing the child. I didn’t get along with him and didn’t know how to coax him. I didn’t prepare anything at home, and I couldn’t even take out a toy.
“Wow -” I squatted down and grabbed the child’s arm. Before I could say anything, the child cried out and shouted, “I want my mother!”
With a frown, I changed the topic and asked, “are you hungry? Let me get you a bowl of rice?”
Theresa didn’t listen to me at all, as if they were not in the same world. She shook off my hand and scolded me in a sweet voice, “bad guy!”
“I’m your father!” I can’t help but tell her.
Theresa didn’t have much reaction. The title “father” was strange to her and she didn’t know what it meant.
She just turned around and looked around helplessly. Her pitiful look made me feel uncomfortable.
I coaxed Theresa for a long time, but Theresa still kept crying. I frowned and couldn’t help but raise my voice. Then I ordered Theresa, “stop!”
It worked. The baby stopped crying immediately. He looked at me with blurred eyes and twitched his body, as if trying to hold back his tears.
‘it seems that he is afraid of being harsh,’ I thought.
When the child calmed down, I said to him kindly, “can you be obedient?”
Theresa looked at him and didn’t say anything. Perhaps it was because of the inherent dignity of Ryan Campbell that Theresa looked at him with a trace of fear.
“Clean up your snot. Dinner will be ready soon.”
I said with some disgust. I ordered the baby, but in fact, I had already turned around to get the tissue. Theresa just took a deep breath, and the snot hanging on her mouth was sucked in, but soon fell out again.
She put the baby on the sofa with a serious look on her face, but her hands were extremely gentle. She cleaned up her snot and tears, and Theresa seemed to have calmed down now. Although her eyes were still wet and red, as if she was about to cry, at least she wouldn’t burst into tears.
She wanted to say something to the child, but she felt that it was not appropriate to say too much in such a situation. Since the child did not make trouble, I’d better not ask for trouble. Then I turned around and walked to the kitchen, continuing the steps just now.
As soon as I put the dishes on the plate, I saw a [小黑] walking towards me. When I turned my head, I saw Theresa looking at me pitifully. She said to me in a hoarse voice, “I want my mother…”
I took a deep breath helplessly. It’s reasonable for a child to be so clingy to her. He has followed her since childhood, and he is not familiar with me.
“Just eat first.”
The child must be hungry, too. He glanced at the dishes I cooked and swallowed.
“Can I serve the dishes?”
Theresa was stunned for a while and then walked over. I don’t need her help. I just want to find her something to do so that the two can have a simple communication.
She picked up a plate of soup and handed it to the child. The child might have helped her with these things. With a pair of small hands, she walked out of the house.
Her body twitched from time to time, and she looked inexplicably cute when she felt a little awkward.
When the dinner is ready, I put all the things on the table. Theresa followed me all the time like a bug. I’m happy with it.
It seemed that he was just like her mother. If he was angry, he could coax her with a little food.
She stretched out her neck and looked at the dishes on the table. When I was about to ask her to wash her hands, she went to the kitchen by herself and said to me, “you can’t eat until you wash your hands.”
I chuckled. It seems that she has taught him well. It’s lucky that she could teach him so well when he was careless before.
She followed the child into the kitchen. The child was not too tall, and it was a little difficult for him to reach the tap. So I reached out to pick him up and help him wash his hands.
Now I feel a little bit like a father. At least the child is not so resistant to me. Although they are not intimate, at least they can communicate with me well.
He put Theresa on the chair beside the table, but she didn’t take her chopsticks. Instead, she looked at him and said, “I want to watch a cartoon.”
“What kind of cartoon do you watch during dinner?”
Seeing that I refused, the child immediately pouted and said to me, “Mom will accompany me to eat while watching cartoon.”
This is indeed her style. Looking at the child’s appearance, I can’t bear to refuse. I broke my own rules. As the child moved the food on the tea table, I watched the childish play with the child that I had never been in touch with.
Although it’s a little boring for me, I’m relieved to see Theresa laugh under the lead of the plot.
After dinner, they cleaned up the kitchen. The children watched the cartoon with great interest, and they even forgot to look for their mother.
I haven’t prepared anything at home, so I’m going out to buy it now. I didn’t want to call the child, but I was afraid that she would nag about my mother when I was free.
But she was still worried about leaving her alone at home. “Theresa, turn off the TV. Let’s go out to buy something.”
Theresa turned to look at me and asked, “are you going to find your mother?”
I didn’t answer, but Theresa took it as acquiescence. She immediately turned off the TV and ran over excitedly.
When I held her hand, she didn’t resist. She stood beside my legs and said, “did mom come to pick me up?”
The elevator door opened. I took the child into it, reached out and pressed the floor button before asking the child, “what if your mother doesn’t come to pick you up?”
The child said firmly, “no, I won’t. My mother is a coward. She doesn’t dare to sleep alone. She will come to me when it’s dark.”
When I heard this, I was stunned. The child’s childish words made me feel a little strange.
It was inevitable that he thought of her crying in a corner at the moment.
She couldn’t get in touch with me and didn’t know the condition of her child. How worried should she be?
The moment my heart softened, I immediately put away my heartache. I want that woman to know what kind of life I have lived in the past four years.
She took the child to the supermarket. When they went out, the child was still thinking about his mother, but in front of the toys, the child completely forgot about it.
I’m also generous. I can buy whatever my child wants. I’ve lost my father’s love for four years. At least, I can fully satisfy my child on this point.
She had prepared everything the baby would need from beginning to end, including food, clothes, games and so on.
After taking the toys back home, she felt that the room was too small. The children opened the toys and sat on the ground in the living room to play. It seemed that the living room was too small for children to play, and even the toys were a little crowded.
Since the new toy attracted Theresa’s attention, I went to pack up my things.
There is only one bedroom, and the baby will sleep with me. I can adapt to it, but I don’t know if the baby can sleep well tonight.
It was already ten o’clock when she finished packing up. She didn’t know when the baby would go to bed, but Theresa looked excited at this moment.
She just felt a little messy when she saw the messy toys on the floor. But Theresa, who was four years old, was not her. She knew how to tidy up after a few words. If I said Theresa messed up the house, Theresa would probably cry.