Chapter 158 If The Children Were Happy, The Father Was Happy
After changing into her slippers, Bianca took Rainie back from the man's arms.
'Have you eaten dinner? Are you hungry?" Bianca was like a new mother doting on her child, afraid that her child might have a
grumbling stomach.
"I've eaten dinner. I'm not hungry," Rainie said like a good girl.
The child sounded like a baby still and Bianca could not help but smile.
Luke went to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and turned his head. Through the glass doors, he saw the interaction between the
mother and daughter in the living room.
Rainie had one of her eyes bandaged while the other eye was opened. As she looked at Aunt Bea, the child's eyes seemed to
be twinkling.
It was obvious that the child was really happy.
Luke watched them for a long while as his gaze grew deeper.
In the living room.
"Shall I... Give you a bath?" Bianca's lips lingered on Rainie's face as she took in the child's baby smell, letting herself into the
reality that Rainie was her own daughter.
Rainie nodded. "Okay, I’ll smell nice after a bath.”
Bianca carried the child and went to the bathroom.
Blanche packed up his backpack and his other things. He stood at the door of the bathroom like a good boy and told Bianca,
"Aunt Bea, the innermost lever is the switch. The baby shower gel is in the white bottle..."
He told her repeatedly until Aunt Bea remembered all of it.
When the sound of water splashing in the shower was heard, Blanche continued to say responsibly, "Aunt Bea, if you need
anything, just call me. I'm right outside."
Bianca took off Rainie's clothes and socks, setting them aside.
When Bianca heard what Lanie said, she was very pleased. Even though the little guy grew up in a wealthy family like the
Crawfords and was polluted by such a volatile father, he still ended up growing up into a responsible and cute boy.
It was a rarity.
"Got it... Thank you, my heart-warming little man," Bianca cupped Rainie's face with both of her hands and said softly toward the
outside of the bathroom.
Blanche stood outside of the bathroom, leaning against the wall. He bowed his head shyly from being praised, tugging his
fingers.
Chirp, chirp, chirp...
After smoking a cigarette, Luke returned to the living room from the balcony.
No one was in the living room.
As he walked toward the bedroom, Luke heard the sound of the showerhead coming from the bathroom. He looked down at his
son standing at the door and saw the little guy looking at his fingers shyly.
The father, who did not understand what was going on in the boy's head, frowned and asked, "What's this look on your face? Are
you having cramps?
"I... I was praised by Aunt Bea..." Blanche started to stammer when he spoke. After speaking, his face blushed even more.
Luke could not understand him and was speechless.
The sound of the phone vibrating came from the living room. When Luke looked over, he saw Bianca's bag on the sofa.
He looked at the closed bathroom door and walked toward the sofa.
He took out the vibrating phone from her bag. When he saw that the caller ID was Xavier, he frowned.
Without hesitation, he declined the call.
Since Rainie hurt her eye, she was to avoid water from getting onto her wound. That was why showering was a little hard.
Bianca held the showerhead over Rainie's body and let water flow down.
Rainie had always been envious of other children playing in the water with their mommies since she was a child. Now that she
had Aunt Bea with her, she could not help being naughty.
"Hehe!"
Rainie's laughter came from the bathroom.
"Ah! Stop it-"
Bianca tried to stop the kid from making trouble, but her tone was very gentle and doting.
After two or three minutes, the bathroom returned to its initial tranquility and the splashing sounds from the showerhead stopped.
Rainie's body smelled nicely of soap and her dusty hair was also washed clean. Bianca wiped her face dry with a soft towel.
She did not get any water onto her injured left eye.
When she wrapped the little princess's wet hair in a bath towel and went out, Bianca lowered her head and asked, 'Does your
eye hurt?"
Rainie knew that the doctor told her it would be a little painful, but as long as she did not scratch or rub it with her hand, it would
be fine. She would get another medicine tomorrow, and her eye would be fine in a few days.
"As long as I have you, Aunt Bea, it doesn't hurt anymore," Rainie's small pouty pink mouth said.
Bianca got out of the bathroom and liked how she felt needed by Rainie. She carefully wiped Rainie's hair until it was half-dry.
At a bar at night.
Xavier walked all the way from the bar to the back door of the bar. After he went out from the back door, he reached a dark alley
with doors on both sides.
That bar belonged to Xavier's company many years ago.
"Boss." The waiter passed by, nodded politely at Xavier, and glanced at the woman following his boss. He did not dare to say
anything else. He nodded and hurried away to serve the guests.
Xavier was still calling Bianca's phone.
In the beginning, it said, "The number you have dialed isn’t answering."
After a while, it became, "Sorry, the number you have dialed is unavailable."
The phone tones were easy to interpret. In the beginning, Bianca was not answering the calls and let the phone rang.
Later, Bianca either went to a place with a bad signal and could not connect or she had blocked his phone number, which caused
him to be unable to reach her.
Xavier's unhappiness was written all over his face.
Marie, who had been following behind Xavier, looked very pitiful with tears in her eyes. She was merely wishing for his love.
Xavier went to the alley.
Marie continued to follow him.
Since her admittance to the hospital to recover, she had thought things out. Since her physical conditions would not allow her to
marry a rich man and give birth to his children, the only thing left for her to do was leech money off the man. The more the better.
Halfway through the alley, Xavier turned his head and looked at Marie with contempt. "Why are you following me?"
Marie pursed her mouth and said nothing.
Xavier was upset and wondered where Bianca had gone. 1
She was still his wife. If she went somewhere and did not tell her husband, it seemed that she was in for a punishment.
"Stop right there..." Marie called out toward the man who turned and left.
Xavier turned around, looked at her, then walked toward her. He dismissed her as if she was a prostitute. He took out a wad of
money from his wallet and threw them at her face. 'Take this money and get lost." "I won't go. I’m this way because of you. Don't
you have any sympathy?” Marie did not know if playing the sympathy card with such a man would work, but it was the only thing
left she could do.
As she said that, she wrapped her hands around the man’s strong waist.
Xavier's money fell to the ground. He looked down at the woman clinging to him with contempt. He chuckled and grabbed her
neck with his big hands and pressed her against the alley wall.
Marie’s forehead was rubbed against the wall and she did not know whether her skin was chaffed.
'You couldn't wait to be f*cked after your kid died from being f*cked too hard?” Xavier acted like her abuser, tearing off her gaudy
and colorful clothes before going straight in!
"Uhh... Aah..."
The pain Marie felt caused her to sweat all over her forehead while her newly manicured shiny nails dug into the rough surface of
the wall. It was an unbearable pain!