Chapter 1796
He rubbed his eyes, taking another look at the photo Rosalynn had sent. Sure, Molly’s behavior was still somewhat
different from the other kids at times, but Felix knew that her life was getting more and more normal. After all, a kid
her age should be enjoying blissful, worry-free sleep.
He suddenly decided that he would go to the nearby church the next day to say a prayer for Simon. If it hadn’t
been for Simon grabbing Rosalynn, forcing him out of his hiding place to deal with her kids, his and Rosalynn’s lives
wouldn’t have taken such a huge turn.
With that thought in mind, he sent Rosalynn a text to say thanks. Upon receiving the message, Rosalynn left Ivy’s
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtroom with Wayne, then turned to Wayne and said, “Felix must’ve had the crap scared outta him.”
“They went fishing after they came back, must’ve been beat, took a bath and went straight to bed,” Wayne replied
quietly.
“Man, to wear Molly out like that, impressive!”
“There’s another one still, Wayne pointed out, to a puppy half out of its bed.
Seems like a stubborn little pup, even though it was obviously exhausted, it was still trying to crawl back into its bed.
Rosalynn couldn’t help but laugh. Then she turned her gaze towards Wayne, only to notice that his arm seemed to
be injured.
“Are you hurt?” She pulled up Wayne’s sleeve, frowning.
There was a scrape on his arm, already scabbed over.
1 ran into a kid, almost got hit by a bike, fell down trying to save him, Wayne explained.
“Where was the person with you?” Rosalynn’s brows furrowed even more.
“I was alone at the time, Wayne pulled his sleeve down, quickly reassuring Rosalynn, “It’s nothing, just a little skin
scrape.”
Rosalynn felt a mix of worry and helplessness.
But she couldn’t blame Wayne for trying to save the kid, could she?
“Did you disinfect it?” Rosalynn asked next.
Wayne nodded, “Ivy took care of it.”
Little did they know that months later, Rosalynn would be shot.
The next day, Rosalynn got up bright and early.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen she left her room, she found the four kids huddled together.
“What are you guys up to?” Rosalynn asked as she stretched.
“Mummy, keep it down!” Ivy quickly turned around, “The kitten’s having breakfast.”
It took Rosalynn a moment to remember that they’d brought Jacob’s cat back yesterday.
She went over and saw that the cat, having gone hungry all day yesterday, was now gobbling up its food. Even a
thunderstorm wouldn’t interrupt its meal. Ivy was clearly overthinking.
Rosalynn had been worried yesterday that if the kitten didn’t eat today, she’d have to take it to the vet. But who
would’ve thought the little furball would be enjoying its food so much now…