Michael was demonstrably ready to compete with Merlin for their mother's attention.
Victoria had been caring for Merlin, but she couldn't bear to see her own baby stressed out.
Thus, she had to balance her affection between the two of them, didn't she?
However, Merlin tightly clung to her and refused to let go, glaring at Michael with animosity.
"I'll count to three, and you must let go of my mom!" Confronted with a challenge, Michael did not care if Merlin was sick, "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
Milo also came out from the Ward.
He was still as shy as ever, hiding behind Michael, trying to figure out the current situation.
But when he saw Merlin, he appeared to be startled.
"Merlin, what are you doing? She is not our mom!" Milo couldn't help but exclaim.
It seemed that Milo was more aware than Merlin, and much more recovered.
"Brother is a bad brother!" Merlin shouted in anger, "You do not love mom, that's why she ran away from home!"
