The man’s deep eyes slightly narrowed, and he raised his hand to pull the boy’s collar forcefully towards himself.
Bella Green, shocked, hurriedly used her hands and feet to crawl over, afraid that the hospital gown wasn’t sturdy enough and would be torn apart by the man.
Startled by the man’s cold gaze, Bella was about to speak when her cheek was pinched once more, this time with considerable force.
Mason Bennett forcefully rubbed the girl’s face with his fingers, then looked at his reddened fingers and the boy’s little splotched face, and laughed softly.
Bella was stunned for a moment, looked at the man’s fingers, and then instinctively covered her face.
"Allergic?" The man rubbed his fingertips and asked gloomily.
Bella’s face was flushed red, looking like she got caught doing something bad.
After a while, she lowered her hand, revealing the face smeared by the man, feeling extremely aggrieved.
What happened to the waterproof lipstick? How could it just rub off?
"Oh well, just kidding." Bella suddenly laughed heartily, waved her hand fawningly, trying to ease the tension.
Mason looked at his smiling appearance and ultimately couldn’t bring himself to be angry.
Thinking about when he first entered, the boy’s sarcastic words were somewhat understandable, he could guess the reason she did it.
How could the Green Family bear to bully such an endearing little thing?
Forced her to use such a clumsy trick of self-harm?
Bella cautiously observed the man’s expression, his somber look made her feel somewhat disturbed.
She didn’t intend to lie, and besides, who knew he would get the news and come over.
As she was pondering, she suddenly saw the man reach out and place his hand on her waist.
Before she had time to react, she felt light, and in the next moment, she was in the man’s...
At the moment, Mason was sitting by the bed, while Bella was sitting on the man’s lap in a rather peculiar position.
Bella’s heart nearly jumped out of her throat. What was this gentleman up to now?
Before she could voice her question, the man raised his hand, touched her cheek, and gently wiped it with his fingertip.
Bella was stunned, completely not expecting the man to do such an action.
She stared blankly at the intensely focused and serious face before her, a peculiar feeling stirred in her heart.
The warm touch on her cheek caused her heartbeat to stumble and her breath to quicken slightly.
In the ward, dressed in a black suit, the cold and noble man sat at the hospital bed, holding a small boy in a hospital gown, tenderly wiping away the red marks on the boy’s face.
This scene was beautiful and harmonious, unwilling to be disturbed.
The petite boy tilted his head, cheeks rosy, slightly open mouth, almond eyes fixating on the godlike handsome face.
"Mason Bennett..." she unconsciously murmured his name.
Mason paused his actions, his gaze shifting from the boy’s cheek to his eyes.
Bella looked into those dark eyes, feeling a slight daze, then withdrew her gaze, speaking softly.
"Don’t you want to ask me why I did this?" Her eyes lowered slightly.
The girl’s face was hidden by bangs, from Mason’s angle, only her sharp chin was visible.
Though her face had gained some flesh recently, it was still thin, thin enough to evoke pity.
Mason couldn’t bear to reprimand her.
"Call me brother, then I won’t ask." The man said confidently.
The emotions Bella had been brewing nearly choked her with saliva upon hearing this, the mix of bitterness and complexity getting swept away, leaving only a dark line.
Darn it, the brother craze is happening again!