An Ruo quickly glanced at him, listening to his childish babbling, and subconsciously wanted to flee back to the bedroom. However, Maggie had asked her to watch him, and she couldn't walk away.
But it was okay, they would be back soon.
An Ruo forced herself to sit on the sofa, calmly turned on the TV, and stared at it intently.
Little Harry's big eyes curiously looked at her for a while before he crawled toward her. As he got closer, An Ruo grew even more nervous.
Eventually, his chubby hand grabbed her pants, and then he climbed up her legs and stood up.
An Ruo's body stiffened as Little Harry babbled at her; she couldn't understand and didn't want to listen.
Yun Feiyang, Maggie, when will you finally come back?
Didn't they know how afraid she was of children? Seeing them made her heart ache and reminded her of those painful memories.
Please come back soon; she was about to collapse.
Little Harry kept talking to her, while her mind was filled with memories of that day.
