Chapter 19

There were still several days left until the weekend, and without an explanation, I was tormented agonizing every day.

Is he hesitating on how to confront me?

Certainly.

Whenever I think about confronting him and leaving this home, I feel down.

The next day.

"Vanessa, did you have a fight with my dad?" Daniel asked me with a pouty face.

"Yeah," I replied with a weary expression. "Are you happy about it?"

Kids can be little devils.

"It's alright," he said with a cheerful smile, looking at me.

I should have been angry, but seeing how unabashedly happy he was, I couldn't help but smile.

"As long as you're happy."

"Will you leave?" he asked me again.

"I guess so."

"If you leave, will my dad find someone else to make crafts with me?" His concern was unexpected.

"Of course," I replied.

"But what if they're not as good as you?"

I...“

"A child shoulldn't be so greedy, wanting me to leave and yet wanting someone else to make crafts with yoou!"

I really wanted to pinch his little face, but I was afraid he would cry, so I held back.

"Is that not allowed?"

"No, it's not."

Life is truly unpredictable. My relationship with Daniel actually became closer because I was leaving.

Before, he never talked to me, but now he had a lot to say.

Later, he would often ask:

"Vanessa, you haven't reconciled patch up with my dad, right?"

"Vanessa, you're actually pretty, you don't need to be interested in my dad."

"Vanessa, if you miss me in the future, you can come see me at my kindergarten."

"Vanessa..."

"Call me aunt..."

"Vanessa sounds better."

Yes, he always called me by my name.

He was really wearing me down.

"Vanessa, my dad is back, so go back to your room."

He got up quicklyalertly and pushed me with his chubby hands.

Me?

"Aren't you giving my dad the silent treatment?" he asked me seriously.

"Do I have to hide from him if we're not talking?"

"But whoever speaks first loses."

Looking at his serious little face made me want to laugh.

I really didn't know where he learned these theories.

But I indeed didn't want to see Brian, so I went back to my room.

In the room, I heard voices from outside.

"Dad, it's useless for you to go up, Vanessa won't pay attention to you."

"Oh? What did she say to you?"

"Dad, I heard her talking on the phone with someone, a man."

There was silence over there.

I was completely stunned.

After thinking for a while, it must have been the team leader calling me, and Daniel overheard it. This mischievous child twisted it this way.

I wanted to explain, but upon careful consideration, it was unnecessary.

In the middle of the night, half asleep, someone grabbed my hand, it was Daniel.

"What's wrong?" I quickly got up and hugged him.

"Vanessa, what if you don't leave?" he hesitantly asked me.

"It's the middle of the night, why are you in your sleepwearhere, come up the bed."

I pulled him onto the bed, and he crawled into my arms.

"Vanessa, I don't think my mom is coming back."

He held onto me and started crying again.

"If you leave, I won't have anyone to help me fight."

"Ah, in the end, I still my heart softened my heart and I gently touched his head."

"Okay... okay, I won't leave, go to sleep."