The more she was at this time, the less she could be defeated.
Crystal hugged Clark and asked him how he had been these days. Nathan's servants were very kind to him and would accompany him in playing games and making delicious food for him.
But Clark quietly wiped a tear. "I don't like the evenings the most,"
"Why?"
"I miss Mommy very much in the evening. I miss Aunt Crystal, too. I feel pain here!" Clark covered his little heart.
This time he covered his heart instead of his stomach. It seemed that he was sorrowful.
Crystal smiled and wiped the little fellow's eyes.
Maybe he had left Nancy so many times and been dumped so often that he had a reflex arc of being discarded at any moment.
"I'll get your mommy soon, okay?"
"Okay."
Eric opened the car door and greeted Crystal.
Seeing her patience with the little boy, he raised his eyebrows. "Well, you will be a good mother."
