Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

Halfway down the road, Tess Baker ran into the little guy who was late coming back from whatever he was doing.

“Mommy, where are you going so late?” The little guy asked, carrying his backpack.

Tess Baker wanted to say that she was going around the old house so that her son wouldn’t worry if he knew the truth, but one of the bodyguards answered before her, “Young grandmother is going to the shrine to punish her knees.”

“Kneeling penalty?” The little one walked over and took Tess Baker’s cool hand, looking warily at the two bouncers, “Why the penalty for kneeling?”

The bodyguard defied Tess Baker and gave a brief account of how she ‘pushed’ Wendy Summer and almost caused her to miscarry.

“No way, Mommy wouldn’t hurt anyone, you guys must be mistaken!” The little one pulled on Tess Baker and wouldn’t let go, “Mommy, come on, let’s go back and you can explain it to Grandpa Tai again!”

He couldn’t believe Mommy would do such a thing, it must be that bad aunt who was framing Mommy!

“There’s nothing to explain, it’s there for all to see.” Carter’s mother walked over with a cold face and scolded the two bodyguards, “Why don’t you take Tess Baker away?”

“I forbid it!” The little guy stopped in front of Tess Baker, his little face tense. He won’t let them bully Mommy again!

What a way to raise a child, Carter’s mother grew more and more upset with Tess Baker and picked up the little one with a black face, “Your mommy did something wrong and deserves to be punished!”This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

After saying that, he turned his head to the bodyguard, “Take Tess Baker away, you’re going to have to watch her kneel enough for Miss Three, don’t let her get lazy!”

The bodyguards stepped forward and grabbed Tess Baker’s arms left and right, forcing her in the direction of the shrine.

“Let go of me, you let go of me!” The little fellow, struggling with his red eyes, could not get away, so he bit down hard on Carter’s mother’s hand.

Carter’s mother’s hand ached and subconsciously let go as the little one fell to the floor with a thud and a muffled sound.

“Mike, how are you?” Tess Baker shook off the two bodyguards with force and ran worriedly to the little guy.

The little one was in raw pain from the fall, but held back tears from crying, “I’m fine mommy, don’t worry about me.”

“Get out of the way.” Carter’s mother pushed Tess Baker out of the way as she surveyed her precious grandson in alarm, gently coaxing, “Did you fall anywhere? I’ll have the doctor take a look at you, okay?”

“No good! I won’t let Mommy go to the shrine!” The little one dodged Carter’s mother’s touch and ran to Tess Baker, throwing both arms around her neck, tears welling up in his eyes but not running down his face.

Tess Baker gave him a kiss on the cheek, his heart was so sour that it was hard to bear, “Mike be good, you go back with Grandma, I’m fine.”

Her son, ah, knows so much that it hurts her!

“Cable come here, grandma hug.” Carter’s mother glared at Tess Baker and softly went to coax the little one. Her precious grandson could have been so good, and she’d let Tess Baker spoil him!

“No!” The little one wiped a tear from her eye and wrapped her arms around Tess Baker’s neck and wouldn’t let go, “Mommy’s going to go kneel at the shrine, so I’m going with Mommy.”

“Mike stop it!” Tess Baker frowned and looked to Carter’s mother, her voice raspy, “You take him away.”

After saying that, she resolutely went to the shrine with the bodyguards, letting the little one cry out ‘mommy’ behind her, she just reddened her eyes but never turned around.

How could she let him kneel with her in the ancestral hall for the child she had placed so close to her heart?

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The Carter family shrine was clean, with a faint smoky scent, but unheated and so cold you could see the haze.

Tess Baker is already cold, hands and feet are always cold, especially in winter, not to mention in such an environment. She rubbed her cold hands, kneeling here for three hours, her legs must be numb.

But so what, she had no choice!

“Young Granny, it’s time for you to start.” The bodyguard reminded impatiently, still looking at the time with his cell phone.

Tess Baker pursed her lips, holding her stomach and kneeling on the mat with some effort, her mind flashing through the events, big and small, that had happened in the nine years she and Bowen Carter had known each other.

Funny thing is, of those nine years, only the five years she was separated from Bowen Carter were the easiest and freest she’d ever been!

After being with him, it became a luxury for her to even smile.

I don’t know how long it was, but a clamor outside the shrine interrupted Tess Baker’s jumbled thoughts–

“Cable, get back here!”

“Young master, you can’t go in.”

A tiny figure rushed to Tess Baker and without hesitation knelt down, her milky voice full of determination, “Mommy, I’ll stay with you.”

Since he couldn’t help his mommy, he would suffer this sin with her!

“It’s so cold here, your legs will go numb if you kneel for a while, go back.” Tess Baker looked at her son’s crying and swollen eyes, and her heart ached.

She can’t even protect her son, what kind of mother is she?

“No going back!” The little one took her hand and put it towards his little neck, “Mommy, your hands are cold, I’ll warm them up for you.”

Mommy was weak after she gave birth to him and got sick easily, he knew that.

“Silly boy!” Tess Baker retracted her hand and rubbed his little head, “I’ll be heartbroken if you don’t go back and catch a cold here.”

“Mommy’s kneeling here with her siblings, and I’m heartbroken.” The little one tightened his little face and nodded where his heart was, tears in his eyes.

Tess Baker’s heart felt like it was being clutched by a large, invisible hand, and it was so hard that she couldn’t breathe; she bit her lip and tilted her head back, forcing back the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She didn’t want to cry in front of the baby for fear of worrying him!

“It’s not a good place for you to be in this cold, go back with Grandma!” Carter’s mother came over to hug the little one, “I’d be so sad if you got sick!”

“Don’t you touch me, touch me again and I’ll kill myself!” The little guy looks at Carter’s mother in disgust, pulls out a fruit knife, and puts it across his neck.

The knife pressed tightly against his neck, the sharp blade glinting with a chilling light.

Carter’s mother held her breath and whispered, “The knife hurts when it cuts you, put it down.”

It’s just a kid. How dare he really kill himself with a knife?

She moved forward gently, wanting to take the knife while she had the chance and carry him away.

“Don’t come over!” The little guy knife force, the blade and the delicate neck intimate contact, cut out a blood.

Carter’s mother was half scared out of her wits and stood with her hands up in the air, not daring to move, “Fine, I won’t go over there, just put the knife down!”

Her precious grandson was less than five years old, and he was taught to be like this by Tess Baker, this goddamned vixen, it wasn’t enough to charm her son, but she also came to wreak havoc on her grandson!

“Put, knife, son, put, down!” Tess Baker face is white, from the throat to squeeze out a few words. Tess Baker’s face is white, from the throat to squeeze out a few words. mike is smart, but the sword has no eyes, really take the knife to hurt himself how to do,

The little guy was a little shaky, “Mommy, don’t be mad, I’m just scaring the milk …”

“I told you to put the knife down!” Tess Baker interrupted sternly, her eyes glued to his neck, all bleeding already, the stupid kid.

For the first time, the little one didn’t listen to her and continued to threaten Carter’s mother, “If you keep punishing my mommy, I’m going to be punished along with her!”