Chapter 332 How Much Does This Hurt?
The first time, Gilbert did not respond to the poke. Ada looked back at Kisa, who grinned at her,
signaling her to continue and mouthing the word “come on.” Ada had no choice but to poke at Gilbert
again.
“You know you are wrong, don’t you?” Gilbert finally turned around. He stared down at Ada with a
frown.
Ada quickly nodded. “Daddy, I’m sorry. I won’t go stray again, and from now on, I will tell everyone
where I am going and will not make everyone worry anymore. Please don’t be angry with Ma’am and
me anymore, okay?”
Gilbert said nothing, just stared at Ada. Just when he knew Ada was missing, he was so panicked that
he did not know what to do. But he felt Kisa did not seem to be worried at all. He got angry at the
thought of this. He did not think Kisa was a qualified mother. While having this thought in mind,
someone crashed into his arms—it was
Ada.
“Daddy, don’t be angry, okay?” Ada tugged at the corner of his coat, hoping he would crouch down.
Gilbert stubbed out his cigarette and squatted down, and she planted a big kiss on his cheek. “I love
daddy the most. Daddy is the best. Don’t get angry with me, okay?”
Even if Gilbert had a heart of steel, he crumpled as soon as Ada used her puppy dog eyes on him. She
was too
adorable. At last, a smile finally appeared on Gilbert’s face. He hugged Ada and said in an
unprecedentedly gentle voice, “Don’t make me angry again, and don’t stray, or I will die worrying about
you.”
“Okay. I will never do that again.”
Kisa gazed at the father and daughter embracing each other and at the tenderness on Gilbert’s face.
Her eyes welled up involuntarily when she thought of her own child. ‘If my child were still here and used
her puppy dog eyes on him as Ada did, would he love her like he loved Ada?‘ Unfortunately, there were
never any what–ifs in this world, and this question would never be answered either.
Lea and Andrew waited in the dessert shop and finally saw Kisa coming back with Ada. The moment
she saw Ada, Lea was so excited that she burst into tears. “I’m so glad that Ada is okay, or I would
have died of guilt.”
Kisa smiled and patted her on the shoulder. “I’m the one who should feel guilty. It is not your fault.”
“Why is there blood on your sleeve, Kisa?”
Kisa was swung to the ground by Gilbert earlier and had bruised her arm. She thought no one would
see it if she covered it with her sleeve, but Lea found it and lifted her sleeve to check on the wound. A
large part of her arm was scraped, shockingly gross.
“How much does this hurt?” It hurt Lea to see this.
Andrew was also distraught. “Ma’am, let Daddy take you to the hospital.”
Kisa glanced at Gilbert’s indifferent face and pulled down her sleeve. “It is okay. It doesn’t hurt.”
“How can it not hurt? It even hurts me to see-
“Lea.” Kisa interrupted her. Even if it hurt, she could not cry out in front of Gilbert, or he would accuse
her of being pretentious again.
Just as Lea opened her mouth to say something again, Gilbert suddenly called out to her.
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