Chapter 672
Patricia just froze for a moment and quickly let go of the hand holding the child. Keeping her cool, she quietly covered the red marks on Baber with her clothes, then cradled him like a loving mother, soothing him.
“Don’t cry, mommy’s here! Baber, don’t cry, it’s all okay now!”
Baber’s cries quieted down a bit at his mother’s sudden change in demeanor, but he was still utterly confused…
Balfour came over, his eyes filled with puzzlement, ‘Patri, what’s up? Why is the kid crying so much?”
Patricia looked up, her face innocent, “Oh, bro, you’re back! Nothing much, Baber just look a tumble, I’m comforting him!”
Balfour’s frown finally eased. He gently patted Baber’s head, “Boys gotta be tough, can’t be crying over small bumps in the road!”
Baber, tears streaking down his face, looked up at Balfour, but couldn’t express what had happened with his limited vocabulary. He just felt wronged, pulling a face.
Suddenly, he felt a pinch from his mom again, and he turned his scared eyes back to Patricia….
Seeing the warning in his mother’s eyes, he didn’t dare to cry or react.
He was scared of his mom, but he also loved her.
He still remembered when his mom picked him up from the orphanage. He thought she was so pretty and she brought him lots of yummy food, dressed him in clean clothes, and played with him gently….
But, ever since he could remember, he had been living in the orphanage with other kids, never experiencing such tenderness.
However, after she adopted him, this mom started to have unpredictable moods. Sometimes he didn’t even know what he did wrong and she would get mad. She would pinch him, hit him, scold him…
He loved seeing his mom’s gentle smile!
Coming back to reality, Baber nervously tried to appease her, ‘Mommy… don’t be mad… Baber was wrong… Baber was wrong…”
Only then did Patricia smile kindly at him, “Mmm, good boy! Mommy’s not mad, silly! How could I be mad at you?”
Hearing that his mom wasn’t mad, Baber finally felt a bit relieved.
Patricia added, “Baber, be good and go find your nanny. I need to talk to Balfour, I’ll come find you in a bit.”
Baber understood and obediently nodded, then tottered off to find his nanny.
Watching Baber leave, Patricia stood up, looking at her brother with a trace of regret.
“Balfour. I’m sorry, you asked me to accompany Ellinor for her surgery today, but I didn’t keep an eye on her…”
Balfour’s face was serious, “I heard about today from Quinton, it wasn’t your fault, Ellinor was just too cunning”
Patricia sighed helplessly, “Balfour, Theo’s sister Veronica called me earlier. She said Ellinor is back at the Blanchet villa with Theo, he doesn’t want me anymore…”
Her voice choked up, becoming pitiful and wronged
Balfour frowned, gently patting her shoulder, reassuring her.
“Patricia, don’t worry, whatever you want, including people, I’ll make sure they’re yours. I won’t let anyone take them away.”
“Balfour” Patricia snuggled into her brother.
Holding Patricia, Balfour’s heart ached.
His young sister was hurt by a man who took her ability to have children away and then easily discarded her. She was so wronged and pitiful.
As her brother, how could he stand by and watch Patricia in such pain?
Meanwhile, at the Blanchet villa.
Veronica was eavesdropping outside the bedroom door…
What on earth were her brother and Ellinor doing inside? Why couldn’t she hear a thing?
