Chapter Nine
"I think he just needs some time alone," the little girl pouted, speaking in a grown-up tone that made her seem like a little adult.
"Time alone? Did you argue with your brother again?"
The little girl spread her hands, "Nope, I didn't argue with him. He seems like he has a broken heart."
"A broken heart?"
"Yeah, he can't think about tea or rice, he's listless and loves to daydream. I call him, and he doesn't even answer me. That's a serious sign of a broken heart."
"..." Sofia Hamilton couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. Was this really her darling daughter?
How did she know all of this stuff?
Wilson had been in a bad mood these past few days, and she was aware of it.
The little guy was gloomy all day and had lost his appetite. Sofia had even thought he was sick.
It was not until this morning when Wilson woke up frowning and rubbing his eyes that he asked, "Mommy, do you really have to marry Uncle Nathan? What if Daddy comes back later?"
