Baron Lawrence caught a glimpse of him, saw his tears welling up in his eyes, and his face on the verge of crying. He couldn't help but clench his fists.
He straightened his back and suddenly crouched down, put both hands on Bobby's shoulders, and his noble face revealed a hint of despair. He looked into Tobias's eyes, his thin lips touched, "I'm sorry."
Adam Sinclair and Rupert Harris were as if they had heard a celestial scripture.
They exchanged glances.
Baron could actually say sorry, and it was to a 5-year-old child.
Tobias had been holding back his tears, hearing his apology, he burst into tears and threw himself into his arms. Gripping his clothes tightly, crying heartbreakingly, "Will my Mummy die? My Mummy won't die, right?"
"I don't want my Mummy to die... I don't want... "
"Woo... I'll be obedient from now on, and never call her a woman again. I'll obey, not cause trouble... I don't want Mummy to die..."
