Now, he was Little Nomi's biological father.
But she would soon be separated from him.
Thinking of leaving, Monique felt inexplicably sad, and her clear almond-shaped eyes could not help but be watery.
Henry looked at the man who had run away and thought of Little Nomi alone in the car, so he did not chase after him.
He turned around and looked at the woman behind him.
Her delicate and delicate body stood there in a daze. Her elegant and beautiful face was a little pale, and her clear almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears.
Henry thought that the man had just hurt Monique, so he immediately strode over.
She suddenly felt that she could not let go of the man so easily.
Monique stared straight at the man coming over.
He was tall and straight, wearing a casual suit jacket. He usually wore formal clothes at work, which was obviously for the purpose of coming to eat.
The suit was ironed meticulously. Even though most of it had just passed, the noble clothes were still neat and tidy. There was no trace of fighting at all.
As he approached, his facial features, which seemed to have been carved by ingenious means, became closer and closer. His broad forehead, straight nose, and dark eyes were still so perfect and attractive.
Henry did not panic at all, but when he saw Monique's tearful face, he could not hide the panic in his eyes. "Did you get hurt or not? Tell me."
The undisguised concern in his tone could be heard even by a fool.
Monique was not hurt at all. When she saw him falling from the sky, she couldn't help but feel sad when she thought that she would leave in a few days.
Seeing Monique standing there in a daze, Henry quickly examined her.
Monique stood there and let him examine.
She wanted to say, "No, I'm fine."
However, her words were stuck in her throat and she could not speak.
In fact, she was not that brave.
Since the incident in the forest last time, she had been very afraid of such matter.
However, when she saw Monique running upstairs regardless of her own safety, she only wanted to protect her.
"Auntie Louise!" Little Nomi rolled down the car window and shouted at Louise, holding back her tears.
She wanted Auntie Louise to carry her down to find her mommy.
“I wonder if Mommy is hurt.”
Louise looked in the direction of the sobbing voice.
A delicate face popped out of the window. Her slender eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her bright eyes were full of tears. Her thick and long eyelashes were full of tears.
It made people feel soft in their hearts.
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