When Lisa came over, she saw such a strange scene. Hester and Thomas sat one end of the sofa in silence.
She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked up at Austin in confusion, trying to find an answer.
Austin stood up lazily, fetched Hester's clothes and put them on her, smiling.
"Let's go! Let's send Thomas back!"
Nodding slightly, Hester stood up with the strength of Austin, pulled her clothes and sorted them out. Helplessly looking at the listless Thomas, she sighed.
"Thomas, let's go!"
Hearing his mother's call, Thomas smiled happily. He jumped to Hester, clutched the corner of her clothes and nodded hard.
Fortunately, his mother didn't blame him. Otherwise, he really didn't know what to do.
Lisa had come to pick up Thomas, but now they were walking together. Lisa didn't show any expression on her face, but she felt relieved in her heart. After all, they were mother and son. How could she be so heartless?
"Well, Thomas, hurry up! Remember to apologize when you see your father later, okay?"
Holding Thomas' hand, Hester stood at the gate of the villa, and she exhorted with concern. She finally saw through that although this boy looked soft and easy to be bullied, inside he was very stubborn.
She knew that she was not his mother, and she had no reason to discipline him. But he was only three years old, so it was reasonable for him to be willful.
"Yes, I know. After I go back, I will definitely admit my mistakes to dad!"
Thomas promised confidently. He looked at Hester, hoping to be praised.
Without receiving the call from Thomas, Hester was still worried. She was a little concerned about Terence's strange state today.
"Lisa, Thomas has gone too far today, but he didn't make any trouble. You must help him when you enter the room later!"
"Miss Hester, don't worry. I will protect the little young master well."
Tears welled up in Lisa's eyes. Fortunatel
light autism and was gifted, but he was almost blank in love.
The God was always fair. The more outstanding one was in a certain aspect, the more shortcomings one would have in some aspects.
Nodding her head, something flashed through Thomas' mind, but it disappeared so fast that he couldn't catch it.
"Then I'll go to bed."
After thinking for a while, he couldn't get an answer, so he just let it go.
"Thomas, did you blame your mother?"
Terence's voice was ethereal, and the dim room was depressing. His eyes were fixed on Thomas, searching carefully, but he didn't know what he was looking for.
"No!"
Feeling empty in his heart, Thomas turned her back to Terence and lowered her head, making it difficult to see through him. Or, he was in a complicated mood now.
"Dad, is mom unwilling to recognize me because she is angry with me?"
A flicker of emotion flashed across Terence's calm face, and his heart instantly lost its original frequency and beat faster. He unconsciously tightened his hands and inexplicably felt nervous.
"Why do you suddenly ask this?"
"No, I just feel a little sad that I can't call her mom."
Looking at the intertwined hands, there was no expression on Thomas' round face.
"Dad, will you find a stepmother for me?"