Moreover, considering everything, it was her own fault. Who was to blame for her getting angry and slapping him? He had argued with Mrs. Smith for her sake.
Thinking about this, her mood eased a little. She knew that her son was good to her. She wiped Tommy's tears: "Who said I blame you? You are a courageous little man, strong men shouldn't cry."
Tommy nodded vigorously and wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, soon rubbing his small face red. Emma held his little hand, and their mother-son relationship was quickly mended.
Dylan, watching from the side, saw the loving mother and filial son and felt both happy and sad for some reason.
He didn't dare speak, fearing he might break the bond between Emma and Thomas. After a long time, Dylan stood up and said, "Are you hungry? I'll prepare dinner for you."
