Proofread by Peter Gong
Florence goes out of the kitchen with a lame right leg with Nelson. In the living room, the sun is warm. Baron sits on the sofa and looks down at some documents. The assistant stands aside.
Hearing the footsteps, the earnestness on Baron’s face fades out. He smiles and looks up at them. “How are you, have you been full?”
He looks up and sees a plate in her hand.
“Is this for me?”
Baron asks, and his face still looks smiling.
Florence smiles. “Nelson is used to eating what I did. Since I have used your kitchen, I would like to cook the the owner a meal.”
“You are still so sweet.”
Baron says, and his eyes are a bit more complicated.
“Uncle Baron, why are your eyes red?” Nelson stares at him.
Baron looks at this lovely boy in front of him, reaching out and pinches his chubby face, says softly, “You are so observant.” He smiles and continues,” The next time you are hungry, tell the grandma directly. Don’t let mom do it, do you know?”
He is very perfect in intending to be a warm-hearted brother. This inadvertent care for Florence must be very moving.
Sure enough, she slowly puts down the plate and smiles. “It’s okay.
I am truly bothering you here. I don’t know how to thank you for being so good to us.”
Baron holds Nelson in his arms and looks at Florence with a smile. “We don’t have to talk about this. Our childhood friendship is worth doing so.”
Our childhood friendship.
Florence heart is filled with a touch of warmth, and her cold heart feels a bit gratified.
Baron sits aside and plays with Nelson. Florence looks at them and is soon sleepy. Then she begins to doze.
After the work in the kitchen, she is a little tired.
Nelson is laughing from time to time next to her, which is as sweet as a small bell. She listens with her head tilted to one side and slowly closes her eyes and sleeps.
Baron looks up and sees Florence’s sleeping face. For a moment, he is in a trance. She gives him a complete sense of trust. There is no vigilance in her brows. She falls asleep with such a peace of mind.
Baron considers, and he is thinking of something different, but just for a moment.
The relationship between them has not been the simple friendship in the past. When the old man died, he had to take responsibility for his mother’s death. Florence is the chip, so he has to use it.
“Uncle Baron, is my Mom beautiful?” Nelson says with his hands holding his chin, deliberately pretending to be obsessive.
Just now Baron was full of sorrow, but the next second, he threw it aside. He reaches out and gently pokes Nelson’s forehead. “You are really a small boy with more thoughts.”
“I like you.” Nelson suddenly looks at him with a milky sound.
Baron just gets up and takes off his suit and puts it on Florence. Hearing that, he smiles. “Why do you like me?”
“You are good to me and my Mom. Unlike those bad guys,they only know to bully me and Mom.”
Nelson looks innocent and looks at him, wearing a smile.
“Right?” Baron looks at Nelson, and there is a kind of depression in his heart that can’t be said, and his mouth faintly pulls out a bitter smile.
Children’s words are the most honest, and their hearts are also the most vulnerable.
However, there are many things that have not been decided by him.
Su House.
Tabitha and her parents sit on one side of the sofa. From time to time, they look at the sofa, but they dare not say a word.
Brian is sitting on the sofa with his legs cocked, and he is little tired even if he has not been asleep all night. The collar of the suit is untied, which shows his irritability.
Half an hour after Florence escaped, he had already arrived at Su House, but in vain.
His brows are tightly narrowed, under a pair of bushy eyebrows are a pair of blood-stained eyes. There is no expression on his face. The chill is spreading from his body, which makes people dare not to approach, or even dare to breathe loudly.
The glass fragments at his foot are obviously his masterpiece.
“Call her again!”
After a long time, Brian’s thin lips are slightly opened, and he says slowly,depressing his anger.
Rodney nods and continues to dial the number of Florence.
Still no one answers…
“Florence, no one has ever dared to ignore my phone call from me!”
“Check it out, who helped her!” Brian roars in a low voice, and Tabitha, who sits aside, can’t help but be startled.
“Baron.” Rodney bows his head and says. He is waiting for Brian’s fury.
He has been with Brian for more than ten years. He knows about the story of Su family. Baron has been against Brian, and now he has helped Florence escape. He is almost challenging Brian’s bottom line.
Sure enough, in the next second, Brian stands up and lifts his leg, kicking over the tea table in front of him. The hands on both sides of his body are clenching. He is full of anger.
“That is to say she is now with Baron!”
Brian’s roar thrills through the living room, and everyone present is shocked. No one dares to look up and say.
“Florence Li! I really look down upon you, I will never let you go!”
He continues to roar, and with a burst of viciousness in his eyes, Brian looks like a mad beast totally, which seems that he can tear people apart at any time.
He is too clear about what kind of person Baron is. Florence’s being with him is undoubtedly a betrayal against him.
The thing Brian disgusts most in his life is betrayal. If anyone dares to betray him, he will definitely make his life worse than death.
“Florence Li! Baron Si!” Brian grinds his teeth.
The prey has been locked and what he should do is just to wait for the moment of departure.
Florence is asleep. Not knowing how long it took, she feels that her legs suddenly kick violently, and she wakes up and shouts, “Brian, please let go of the child-”
She is shocked and breaks out into a sweat.
She sits up on the sofa, and the suit on her body has already slipped to the ground.
She is in a daze for a moment and then stares around the living room in front of her eyes. It was just a dream. She is relieved.
“It seems that the shadow that Brian gave you is very big.” Baron sits aside and looks at the tablet. Nelson should be asleep in his arms.
“Fortunately, I get used to it.”
Florence says calmly, looking at Nelson in the arms of Baron. Her mind is complicated.
In the four years of fleeing from him, how many times she have had nightmares like that, she can not count.
“I have informed Austin and he will contact with you in a few days.” Baron says. His tone is gloomy and there is no emotion.
Florence picks his suit up and puts it aside. Her tone becomes tense, “I hope Austin can hurry, I don’t want to stay in this place for a moment.”
“All right, take it easy.” Baron smiles lightly.
Hearing that, Florence smiles helplessly. She stands up, walks to the balcony and opens the door, looking out of the window, “I don’t know when this time will stop.”
“It won’t last too long.”
Baron slowly puts Nelson down, gets up from the sofa. His face is covered with haze, and his eyes look at her very deeply.
“…”
This look in his eyes gives Florence a kind of repression that can’t be described, which makes her very uncomfortable.
What’s wrong with him?
