Karl sat on his chair and asked Harmony calmly, “Like what?” Harmony answered, “I don’t know why, but Noble always loves to cry at night. Every night at 1:00 or 2:00 am, he’ll cry for an hour or so. The night before last, I was worried that Willow wouldn’t be able to take it, so I went downstairs a

Danielle could not help but laugh. “Of course, I’m sure. Hazel and I have been friends for many years. We’re well aware of each other’s strengths and weaknesses.” Timothy turned to look in the direction of the giant pendulum swing ride. He had a grave look on his face. “Sis, I need to go. I’ll talk

Hazel came out of the bathroom and reached out to Danielle. “Let’s go and play with Burtie.” Danielle got up and asked Timothy, “Are you coming too?” Timothy answered, “No.” “Then, stay here. We’ll go out first.” Hazel and Danielle left hand in hand, leaving Timothy behind, who was suddenly in a

Danielle patted Hazel's hand. "Don't be so pessimistic."Hazel lay down. "I don't understand men. When my dad was young, he used to sell fruits by the streets and barely had anything, but my mom stuck with him without any complaints. As he got richer later, although he didn't abandon my mom like tho

Danielle looked toward Karl. While she was curious about what he would do, Karl pulled his hand away from Willow. He said coldly, "It seems like the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet. Willow, look carefully. I'm Karl, not Henry. Henry has passed away. People can't be revived when they're dead."Upon h