Beside the bed, Jose Pearce quietly watched the mother and daughter, then, after a little while, silently turned and left.
After feeding her daughter, Belinda Howard did indeed feel a bit better. Looking at her daughter's haggard little face, Camila Walker's heart ached tremendously.
"Belinda, where on earth did you go today? Mommy was almost worried to death!"
On the bed, Belinda Howard lifted her spirited black pupils and looked at the Mommy in front of her. Her small mouth slightly open, she said, "I wanted to go out and find Daddy, but I walked for a long time... I didn't know where Daddy was..."
Belinda Howard spoke, her delicate little face filled with grievance.
Her daughter's words were like a thorn, fiercely stabbing into her own heart.
She missed Daddy, and how could she not miss Clayton Howard, the man who once cherished her as his life.
But the Clayton Howard of the past was gone, and nothing could return to how it used to be...
