Sierra was taken aback when she heard Wesley's words.
Her mind kept replaying what had happened the day before, and she was frightened Robert would notice how she had taken a step backwards. Wesley was not her biological son, thus it was a reflex action.
Despite the fact that the maniac with the knife was aiming towards Wesley, Sierra who stood behind him chose to safeguard herself instead of Wesley, it was an automatic reflex reaction.
When she realized what she had done, she felt a shiver run down her spine.
Even though she didn't push Wesley ahead and simply made a few modest steps backwards, her movement was readily visible if one looked attentively. Sierra was in a panic since she didn't know if Robert or the other individuals in the area had noticed her action.
She had been worried all day yesterday. Robert may call her up for a chat, criticizing her for not protecting her son, she was frightened. She didn't want Robert to have any doubts about her.
Wesley, on the other hand, wept incessantly yesterday while Robert stayed by his side the entire time. He didn't have time to speak with her, so she didn't know whether Robert was aware of what had occurred until now.
She didn't expect Wesley to be the one to bring up the event initially. He was only a six years old boy. Her heart sank as he gave her a confused look.
"Wesley, what are you talking about? Yesterday, I intended to carry you away from the crazy, but my legs constricted and I walked backwards instead. Why do you misread me like that? Are you accusing me of abandoning you at that critical period? You are my precious and most important person to mom, is it possible that I am a selfish person who would abandon my child?"
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.
It was just a performance she put on in front of a six-year-old.
Wesley, who was only a child, was taken aback by his mother's query.
"I'm sorry, mom, it's all my fault, and I'm worried you'll forsake me. When the crazy dashed up to me, I was terrified and wanted to flee, but I felt you pushing me forward from behind. It's my fault, I misinterpreted you, I apologize, please don't cry..."
Sierra sobbed again as she drew Wesley into her arms.
"It was my fault that I didn't protect you properly, I'm going to start taking martial arts lessons tomorrow so that I can guard you properly in the future instead of panicking like I did yesterday. Regardless, you are my dear, please don't get me wrong, okay?
Sierra gently pleaded with Wesley, who had completely fallen into her trap and nodded in guilt.
"It's my fault, I shouldn't have thought of you in that light, you've been kind to me, please don't be upset, and I'll never say anything like that again."
Sierra felt relieved when she saw Wesley was taken in by her deception.
She pondered for a moment before asking. "Did you inform your dad about this?"
Wesley shook his head.
Wesley was terrified of his mother after what had occurred the day before, so he preferred to stay at Robert's side. He craved his father's protection and comfort, and he didn't even want to visit his mother yesterday.
"Could you do mom a favour, Wesley?"
"Say it, and I'll try my best."
Wesley made a vow by tapping his chest. He just made Mommy upset, and he should do anything he can now to make things right.
"What happened was a misunderstanding, but others may believe otherwise. Can you swear not to tell anyone else, including Dad?"
Wesley paused for a moment before agreeing, staring at his mother's expectant expression.
"Don't worry, mom, I'm not going to tell anyone else."
As their car pulled over at the school, Wesley asked a question he'd been meaning to ask for a long time.
"Mom, Annie and I are classmates, but because she is daddy's daughter, how should I treat her? Is daddy going to leave us for Annie?"
Sierra couldn't say it out loud, but she wanted Wesley to bully Annie. Instead, she gave him a kind smile.
"Because she is your father's daughter, you must treat her with respect. If you bully her, your father might be furious and leave us. Remember to treat a lady gently, okay?"
Wesley gave an irritated nod. "All right."
He was a small child who was jealous and unwilling to share his daddy with another child.
But it wasn't his choice, his disdain for Annie grew much stronger.
Wesley headed to the classroom after exiting the car, escorted by bodyguards.
Following the incident yesterday, the security system at practically all of D City's schools was tightened. Armed forces were even stationed in front of Wesley's school.
While the number of guards in the school had been increased to prevent a repeat of the tragedy. Robert, on the other hand, arranged for Wesley to be protected by a personal bodyguard.
When he arrived safely in the classroom, he noticed Annie's seat was unoccupied.
While his buddies inquired, he sat down in his seat.
"How are you doing, Wesley? That lunatic was on the verge of stabbing you."
"I'm fine, don't I appear to be in good shape? He didn't hurt me in any way."
The classroom door was opened when he was surrounded by his buddies. Annie was standing at the door with her mother.
He noticed her talking to her mother and smiled as she entered the classroom.
Looking at Annie and Georgia, Wesley was a little envious, he believed his mother was decent enough, but he was nevertheless envious of Annie's interaction with her mother. His mother, he believed, did not show him enough love.
He grew agitated as he remembered having to share his father with this young girl.
However, he was not a mischievous boy who would abuse a little girl, and gazing at Georgia reminded him of what he had done the day before.
He shoved her down out of spite, but as the lunatic lunged at him with a knife, the woman he shoved down saved him by seizing the maniac's legs.
As a result, she was his lifesaver. He reminded himself not to be rude to her any longer.
He had been taught to be courteous of people and appreciative of their kindness.
He sat in his seat, unsure of himself, and couldn't focus in class. His full emphasis was on Annie.
He was seated a few rows behind Annie. During class, he kept an eye on her back, and during free time, he studied her interactions with others.
Wesley and his friends grabbed a table next to Annie for lunch.
"Why didn't you eat carrots and spinach, Annie? Mom stated we cannot be choosy eaters."
Annie's friend inquired.
"It doesn't taste good to me, so mommy won't make carrot and spinach for me when she cooks," Annie responded.
Wesley overheard this and recognized himself because he loathed carrots and spinach as well.
Was this what they referred to as a blood relation?
Wesley had a strange thought that if Annie didn't snatch his daddy, she could be his younger sister.
He'd always desired a sibling, and he had an odd feeling for Annie at the moment, he wanted to become closer to her.
After lunch, Wesley approached Annie and said, "I'm Wesley."
Annie was perplexed as she stared at Wesley, who she despised not just for stealing her daddy but also for shoving mommy down the day before. Wesley went on with his conversation as she remained silent.
"Carrot and spinach don't appeal to me either."
Annie was taken aback and stared at Wesley, unsure of what he was saying.
"Your eating preferences do not concern me!"
Annie boasted, but Wesley countered.
"Because we both despise carrots and spinach, I'll be the older brother, and you'll be the young sister, as in a drama."
"I'm not your sister!" She exclaimed.
Annie screamed and dashed away.
She didn't want a child as bad as Wesley as a sibling. Georgia went to the airport after dropping Annie off at the hospital, she needed to pick up someone.