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Next to the black Land Rover, Bobby Clark was quietly standing with his little backpack, waiting next to Scott Harris.
As soon as he saw her, he dashed towards her, exclaiming, “Woman.”
Enna Clark quickly let go of Baron Lawrence’s hand, bent down, hugged him, and, just like Bobby, her face was full of smiles. It was entirely different from the severe look she had when facing Jasmine Clark. She gently patted Bobby’s head, asking, “Were you a good boy while I was gone yesterday?”
“I knew you were sick; I made sure to behave.” Tobias Clark, just like a little adult, touched her forehead and with his phoenix eyes filled with concern, identical to Baron Lawrence’s, he asked, “Woman, are you still feeling unwell?” Her son was truly considerate!
The warmth in Enna Clark’s heart made her feel that even if she was unwell, seeing him made her feel better. She shook her head, smiling, “No. I’m all better now. ”
“That’s good to hear.” After Tobias Clark finished speaking, he glanced at the man standing next to him, his small face showing some confusion. He’d already found out that the Dubious Man next door was his dad, but he didn’t know what to call him.
Should he call him dad or continue calling him Uncle Baron?
These thoughts made Tobias Clark’s little head spin.
If he called him dad, he hadn’t even married his mom yet. If he turns out to be a playboy in the end, wouldn’t it have been a waste to call him dad all along?
But if he called him Uncle Baron, his mom was sure to be upset. She’d likely wonder if he didn’t like the Dubious Man next door.
Tobias Clark had never been this conflicted. Several times, he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
Baron Lawrence caught all of his reactions. Suddenly, he bent down, picked him up as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened and said naturally, “Let’s
Tobias Clark was suddenly lifted high into the air, which made him stare in surprise. He had seen many kids in his kindergarten being carried by their dads. Wyndham Howell often lifted that dummy, Rose Howell. However, he had never been carried by a grown man before. His mom was the only one who carried him. But when he got a bit older, he stopped asking his mom to carry him. After all, Enna Clark was a woman and not very strong. He didn’t want her to get too tired.
Previously, when he saw other kids in kindergarten being held by their moms and dads, he felt a hint of jealousy. He knew he couldn’t ask for the same, so he pretended not to care.
Now, suddenly being held by his own dad, just like he had seen others being held, Tobias Clark secretly clenched his fist, trying hard to hide his joyous emotions.
His little tricks couldn’t escape the watchful eyes of adults around. With a big and a small one in front of her, Enna Clark’s heart was filled with happiness.
Even Scott Harris was looking at the three of them with unprecedented gentleness.
It was great. Lord wouldn’t be a lonely man anymore. With Ms. Clark and Young Master, Lord would never be alone again.
He quickly opened the car door.
Baron Lawrence put the little guy in the car first, then he bent down and got in. Enna Clark followed closely and sat on the other side of the little boy.
Tobias Clark glanced to his left and then quietly to his right. He made a secret resolution in his heart – if the Dubious Man continues to treat his mom well, then he wouldn’t mind that the Dubious Man didn’t find him for many years. When the man gets old, Tobias would treat him well, just like he treats his mom.
Baron Lawrence knew nothing about his little thoughts. If he had known, it would certainly have enraged him again. He was in a very good mood now, and with a slight curve of his lips, he surprisingly said to Scott Harris with a gentle tone, “Drive.”
First time being treated gently, Scott Harris was taken aback. After a second, he finally came back to his senses and pressed the gas pedal. The Land Rover quietly drove away from BBC Radio….