Chapter 980
Cornelia gently lifted him up; this little boy who seemed light but was actually quite a handful. As Cornelia lifted him,
his face came close to hers and he planted a kiss on her, “I really like you!”
“I really like you too. Cornelia, holding the little boy, headed towards the management office, totally forgetting
about Marcus trailing behind them.
The little boy looked back at Marcus, sensing his displeasure, That man behind us doesn’t seem to like me.”
Marcus was speechless.
Why was Cornelia addressed as “miss” and he was referred to as “that man“? Such a way of addressing didn’t
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It was then Cornelia remembered she was out for a stroll with Marcus, and after encountering this little boy, she
had completely forgotten about him. No wonder Marcus looked a bit peeved.
Cornelia, holding the little boy, walked over to him, “I’m sorry! This little boy was just too adorable. I totally forgot
about you.”
Her explanation seemed to irritate Marcus even more.
Cornelia said, “Don’t be mad. Crack a smile. You are scaring him.”
Little boy asked, “Why don’t you like me?”
Marcus said, “I don’t dislike you.”
Cornelia said, “Yeah, he doesn’t dislike you. He’s just a bit introverted, not too good with strangers.”
Little boy asked, “What does introverted mean?”
Cornelia said, “Introverted means not too good with people.”
Little boy said, “I get it.”
Cornelia asked, “How much do you weigh?”
Little boy said, “I’m almost four years old, I weigh 45 pounds.”
45 pounds! No wonder he was so heavy to lift!
Cornelia felt her arms going weak, her steps heavy. But she still couldn’t bear to put the little boy down. Just then,
Marcus reached out and effortlessly lifted the little boy with one hand. The same weight, but for Marcus, it was as
light as a feather, not hindering his movement at all.
The little boy struggled, “I want her, not you. You look harsh. I’m scared.”
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Marcus said, “Shut up!”
His command immediately silenced the little boy. The little boy stared at him, seemingly wanting to cry but not
daring to.
Cornelia quickly comforted the little boy, “Jeremy, you should be gentler with him. They’re still young, easily
scared.”
The little boy started crying. His cries were loud, as if he wanted the whole neighborhood to hear him.
Cornelia felt for him. “Just hand him over to me, I’ll hold him.”
Marcus coldly said, “Don’t you dare cry again!”
His words successfully stopped the little boy’s crying.
The little boy no longer cried, but his expression was pitiful, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Help me. The little boy cleverly pleaded to Cornelia.