C115 The Whole World Is Lying to Her

The whole world is hiding things from her

"Yes, it's changed."

Dempsey Wilson couldn't deny it, and said lightly: "I also feel like I've changed, I don't look like the me of the past."

"Could it be that all men who become fathers will change?" Simuel Dixon was very curious.

"It should be possible!" Jack Baker nodded. Suddenly, a beautiful face appeared in his mind. Then, he looked at Simuel Dixon beside him.

Simuel Dixon was similar to his sister in a few ways. He had a pair of eyes, with the temperament of a peach blossom.

"Hey, why are you staring at me? fell in love with me? " Simuel Dixon turned around and saw Jack Baker staring at him blankly. Simuel Dixon immediately teased him jokingly.

When Jack Baker heard this, he was so shocked that his hand that was holding the chopsticks trembled.

He immediately felt goosebumps all over his body as he said angrily, "Can you stop trying to annoy me? I still need to eat."

Simuel Dixon curled his lips. "The way you looked at me just now was like looking at a lover. You're the one who disgusted me."

Dempsey Wilson didn't know why the two of them were arguing. He felt that he just needed to let his daughter have a full stomach.

After dinner, Dempsey Wilson carried his daughter and prepared to go home.

At this moment, Clarie Scott was sternly questioning her son at the family's dining table.

Frank Scott felt sorry for himself. His dad went out to eat with only the idiot Emma. It was really too much to leave him alone.

Listening to her son sigh, Clarie Scott furrowed her brows. Normally, this little guy only ate one bowl. Today, he had eaten half a bowl.

"Son, what's wrong?" Clarie Scott reached out her hand to stroke his small head.

The little fellow glanced at her and sighed again, "Where did father take Idiot Emma to? Did they eat something good? "

Clarie Scott finally understood that the little fellow was thinking of going out to eat with her father.

This little thing!

"Frank, if you tell me what happened to my sister at school today, I'll tell your dad what kind of food he took her to eat." Clarie Scott had also become more intelligent and knew how to use conditions to exchange with her son.

Frank Scott was depressed just now, but after hearing Mommy's words, he immediately sat up straight. He shook his head with determination: "Mommy, don't ask me anymore, I really don't know."

"You little liar, are you lying to Mommy? Emma is your sister, and you're at the same table. Don't you know what happened to her? " Clarie Scott really wanted to beat him up. When did her mouth become so firm? It was impossible to pry her lips open no matter how hard she tried.

Frank Scott knew that he couldn't win against Mommy, so he could only lower his head: "I promised, if not, Mommy would make me be a trustworthy person since I was young, I can do it now."

Clarie Scott: "…"

Was she being taught a lesson?

"Fine, if you won't tell me, where is your school bag?" Clarie Scott put down her chopsticks and quickly walked into the living room.

Frank Scott jumped up in shock. With a shake of his short leg, he followed Mommy and ran over, "Mommy, why are you looking for my school bag? Teacher hasn't assigned any homework today."

Clarie Scott had already seen the two little fellows' bags being thrown at a corner of the sofa. She quickly walked over, picked up one of the bags and opened it.

He found a notebook with the daily records of the two teachers' numbers written on it.

Clarie Scott took out her cell phone from her pocket and made a call.

When Frank Scott saw Mommy's actions, he covered his mouth. It seemed like he couldn't hide it any longer.

Soon, a gentle female voice answered the phone.

Clarie Scott asked politely, "Mr. Holmes?" "I am Emma Scott's mother, may I ask, what happened to Emma today?"

"Oh, hello. Emma bit the little kid's finger when she was fighting with her classmates for the toy. This matter should have been settled by her father already."

After Clarie Scott finished listening, she expressed her gratitude and hung up the phone. Then, she turned around and glared at her son.

Frank Scott glanced at her guiltily and quickly lowered his head: "Mommy, don't blame me. It was Daddy who didn't let me say it!"

"Are you going to listen to him like that?" Clarie Scott was on the verge of collapse. Since when did this kid listen to his father's words?

Frank Scott pouted and said, "I didn't listen to him. I wanted to protect my sister. Mummy knows and will definitely hit her."

Clarie Scott was stunned again. "Why did I hit her?"

"You used to hit her little hand when she bit someone." Frank Scott immediately pulled it out.

Clarie Scott sighed angrily. "I'm sorry, I taught you guys to be too fierce before, but you shouldn't hide it from Mommy. If you bite someone, you have to apologize to them."

"When Emma comes back, Mommy can teach her a lesson, but don't hit her little hands. Stupid Emma fears pain the most, even a needle can cause her to cry for half a day." "Frank Scott kept it a secret because he was really afraid that his sister would be beaten up.

Clarie Scott knew her daughter's personality very well. She was stubborn and weak, even more afraid of pain.

"Okay, I will talk to you guys about this. But you have to promise Mommy that you will tell Mommy about everything that will happen in school, okay? If you don't tell me, Mommy will be worried. " Clarie Scott caressed her son's face and patiently lectured him.

Frank Scott nodded his head to show that he remembered.

"Go eat your food, don't waste it!" Clarie Scott pushed his small body toward the dining room.

Frank Scott was finally relieved. He thought Mommy would be very angry, but he didn't expect Mommy to not scold him. Why?

In fact, it was because of Dempsey Wilson's words that made Clarie Scott realize that she had lost her right to speak because she didn't want to participate in the children's life in school. She was also responsible.

Her son was worried that his sister would be beaten up, so he kept it to himself. This showed that her brother was a very good man, and she had a sense of responsibility. She gradually realized that she was pampering her sister.

Around nine o'clock, Frank Scott bathed his son and his son went to the toy room to play. Clarie Scott went back to her room to continue her work.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car, so she put down her drawing board and hurried out of the bedroom door.

When he went downstairs, he saw Dempsey Wilson carrying Emma Scott in his arms. The little guy was already asleep in his arms.

It was rare for Dempsey Wilson to see Clarie Scott take the initiative to walk over and talk to him.

"I already know about Emma's matter at school, why didn't you tell me?" Clarie Scott was still slightly angry. As for why she was angry, she didn't know either. She just felt that the two little fellows turning their backs on this man caused her to feel extremely disappointed in her heart.

Dempsey Wilson lowered his head and looked at his sleeping daughter: "Put the child on the bed first, we'll talk alone."