"I have something to do, so I'll leave first. I'll come to see Molly another day." Evelyn Sherman's face flushed, and she quickly stood up from the sofa, ready to walk out.
"Don't go, don't go, Little Princess is scared. She wants to sleep with Aunt Sherman. Aunt Sherman, don't go..." When Molly heard that Evelyn was leaving, her soft little body immediately leaped and clung to Evelyn with her arms and legs.
Having just smiled a moment ago, her little face now looked pitiful, wrinkled like a bun, trying hard to squeeze out a couple of tears.
"Molly, I really have something to do right now. I'll come see you tomorrow." Evelyn saw through her trick, and just as she was about to gently pry Molly's hand away, Little Princess blinked her big eyes, and the tears genuinely started rolling down her cheeks.
With a pitiful sob, "Little Princess wants Aunt Sherman. It's so dark, and there are wicked people who want to catch Little Princess..."
