Thomas Smith blinked, and seeing that the person entering was Robert Thomson, he recognized him this time, speaking crisply, "Uncle, it's you!"
Robert Thomson was so angry that he almost smoked. Where was Emma Smith? Why did only this damned father and son show up?
He glared at the side and was about to ask someone when Mrs. Smith, supporting Emma, came out of the bathroom.
"Mom!"
Thomas Smith's big eyes revealed a puppy-like expression as he toddled towards Emma and directly pounced into her arms, rubbing his big head against her.
"Tommy! Good Tommy!" Emma saw the little snowball running towards her, and her heart instantly softened.
Emma hadn't seen her son for two days, and for all she knew, she missed him very much!
On one side, the mother and son reunion was absolutely warm and harmonious. On the other side, a silent battle had quietly begun between the two men.
