Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 134

"Daddy, my stomach hurts." Hendrick, upon seeing him, pouted, and tears streamed down his face.

"Hendrick, don't be afraid. After taking the medicine, your stomach won't hurt anymore. It's okay. Diarrhea is like this. Daddy had it too when he was a child. Daddy will help you clean up." He carried him toward the bathroom. Oh, in the process, the child's pants soiled with poop, landing on his body, but Arthur didn't seem to mind at all, treating it as if it weren't something dirty.

Sheryl's face turned pale, and she stood there at a loss.

But she quickly reacted, walking swiftly to the bathroom and saying to Arthur, "Arthur, let me do it! I'll clean Hendrick."

"No need." Arthur's face was terribly gloomy, and his body exuded a chill.

Sheryl stood there blankly.

She observed as Arthur removed Hendrick's pants, grabbed the showerhead, and carefully washed his buttocks and thighs. Throughout the process, Hendrick even moved a couple of times, but Arthur didn't mind the mess, patiently comforting the child and cleaning him thoroughly with skill.

It was only at this moment that she realized Arthur had been taking care of his son for quite some time, displaying remarkable patience.

A CEO valued at a trillion euros, adeptly tending to his own child – the epitome of a genuine man!

She was suddenly filled with both shame and greater admiration for this man.

However, her heart was now more envious than ever of Sylvia!

"Arthur, I apologize." Sometime later, Arthur dressed his son in fresh pajamas, discarded the soiled clothes, and carried Hendrick to his room, with her trailing behind, nervously expressing her regret.

It was his commitment to his child's well-being that made him tolerate her presence. Understanding this, she felt even more uneasy.

His expression turned dark.

"Arthur, I didn't intend for this. I've never had to deal with such situations before; besides, I have a nanny at home..." She hastily explained as they walked.

On the flat screen, a beautiful woman in a light-colored dress stood beneath a magnolia tree, her face adorned with a faint smile and bright eyes.

Wasn't that Sylvia?

For a moment, he was so shocked that he nearly jumped up, and the tablet almost slipped from his grasp.

How did Hendrick end up with a photo of Sylvia? When was it taken?

He hadn't anticipated that the child would be so attached to Sylvia.

What kind of magic had that woman cast on the child?

He sat there in a daze.