Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart

Chapter 72 Dayton Had a Fight

"Mommy, will you let me go?"

Dayton blinked, pleading.

His great-grandpa said that men should sleep on their own from childhood. Mommy used to say that.

Dayton remembered that when he woke up in the middle of the night, his room was empty and he was

very scared.

In the past, when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would wrap himself in the quilt to find a

sense of security. It seemed that only by wrapping himself tightly would he be less afraid.

For countless days, he had been waiting for Daddy and Mommy to embrace him.

Ramiro tried. He said his mother felt soft and smelled fragrant.

Dayton listened carefully every time with desire. Now, his mom was also sleeping beside him.

After the kidnapping, Jane returned home from the hospital and began to build a better relationship with

Dayton. However, this was the first time she had hugged Dayton to sleep.

Colin had educated Dayton the same way as William's.

Perhaps William succeeded, and Collin was even more confident about his method.

Jane did not dare to resist him, but she could play tricks secretly. However, in the past, it was difficult to

take Dayton here without Lainey's help.

But now, it was easier.

"No, I won't. But it's our secret. We can't let great-grandpa know."

Jane promised Dayton.

"Mommy, you smell so good!"

Dayton said contentedly. He wanted to feel more of Mommy's tenderness, but he fell asleep again

soon.

Jane touched her neck. She had taken off her silk scarf, but her neck was very warm. That was a

thank-you gift from William.

That showed their relationship had been better. At least, he didn't hate her that much.

But she suddenly remembered she forgot something.

The main purpose of coming to William's apartment today was to talk about the management and

design of the Duncan Group. She was interrupted by Andrew's appearance and was delighted by the

gifts from William, and she completely forgot the plan.

She had to find another opportunity to bring it up again.

The new jewelry went on sale on Christmas Eve and was sold out as soon as it went on the counter.

"Madam, we really appreciate your design."

Jessica, the design manager of the company, called to tell Jane the news. All of her doubts

disappeared now.

A good designer not only focused on the design of works, kept up with the current trend, but also knew

how to meet consumers' needs.

If a designer's jewelry was beautiful, but no one bought it. Then this designer was not qualified.

"As a jewelry designer, the first thing you need to do is to get the approval of the consumers."

This was Jane's idea. Perhaps some designers would complain that they knew art, but others didn't

appreciate it.

They thought it was shameful for designers to please the customer.

In her previous life, Jane had been attacked by her peers, but she did not change her mind.

In her opinion, nothing made her happier when she saw a lot of people wearing the jewelry she Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

designed.

She also mentioned this when she attended the jewelry product launch not long ago.

Hanging up, Jane turned on her computer to receive the e-mail.

The new jewelry would be launched before Valentine's Day, and it was less than two months.

Men tended to buy more than women on Valentine's Day. It was the high point of the year.

"They would buy gifts for their girlfriend, lover, wife..."

Jane touched her chin. So, men's taste should be taken into consideration.

The team would design several themes and select one from them.

At this moment, Jane's phone rang.

She put down her pen and rushed over to answer the phone.

"Mrs. Duncan, I'm Lily of the kindergarten."

Lily was very anxious. She just went out to take something, and a few children in the class started

fighting and some got injured. She didn't know how to explain it to their parents.

"What happened to my son? He fought with his classmates?"

Dayton was very gentle and was not spoiled at all. He was like a little angel. How could he fight with

others?

Jane was so worried and put on her coat at the same time as she answered the phone.

"It's a long story. Could you please come here?"

Lily was also worried. Ramiro was crying out loudly. A piece of flesh was bitten off Dayton's hand, but

he resisted crying.

"I'll be right there."

Jane heard there was a loud noise. A sharp-voiced woman was accusing Lily. She was probably the

mother of the child who had a fight with Dayton.

"Madam, are you going out?"

Lainey prepared some fruit. William had just called. She came to tell Jane that he would go back home

for dinner tonight.

"Lainey, Dayton is fighting with someone in kindergarten. I don't know what's going on right now. I'll go

take a look first."

The driver drove Collin to the Floyd's. Jane grabbed the car key and left.

Before leaving, she instructed Lainey, "If Collin comes home, don't tell him."

"Alright madam, take care."

This was the first time that the young master had fought with his friend.

Lainey was afraid that Jane would not be able to solve the problem by herself.

In the past, Jane was domineering, and Lainey was worried that Jane would bully others and her. But

now it was different. Jane had changed.

These people in kindergarten didn't know the status of Dayton. What if he got bullied?

Thinking of this, Lainey called Frederic and let him tell William.

Jane was far away from the kindergarten. She drove very fast and was the last to arrive.

"Jane, a piece of flesh was bitten off Dayton's arm. But he didn't go to the hospital unless you come."

In the corridor, there was a loud noise.

Jane took a deep breath and walked in. She was stopped by Ramiro's mother.

"Is that so?"

Jane was heartbroken. If Dayton didn't go to the hospital and insisted on waiting for her to come, he

would definitely suffer a lot of grievances.

Although she firmly believed that Dayton would not fight for no reason, Jane still wanted to hear the

truth.

She wanted to know what happened and solve this problem justly.

"Mommy."

Blood came out from Dayton's wound. Even if an adult was injured so badly, he would still cry out in

pain.

Dayton held back his tears and called Jane quietly.

"Dayton, Mommy is here. Don't be afraid."

Jane would not blame him whether it was his fault or not. Dayton was injured, so blaming him without

caring about him would make him feel sadder.

If it was his fault, she could teach him another time.