Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 925

"Grandpa, don't go. Don't leave me alone."

"Little Nomi, Little Nomi, Mommy is here. Don't leave Mommy, okay?"

At first, she just whispered softly, but then she choked with sobs.

She looked a little heartbroken.

Every time she spoke, Henry's heart ached.

He couldn't wait to bear the pain for her.

"No, I won't leave." Henry didn't know how to comfort her, so he hurriedly reached out his hand and gently stroked her back. His low and magnetic voice repeated gently over and over again. "I won't leave. I've been here all the time."

In the repeated movements of Henry and the repeated gentle words.

Monique seemed to be really comforted and relaxed.

She gradually loosened her grip on Henry's pajamas.

Henry rested one hand on Monique's neck and comforted her with the other.

For a moment, she didn't have time to wipe the tears from the corners of Monique's eyes.

At this time, Monique quieted down. He reached out and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Again, and again.

For some reason, Henry's dark and deep eyes turned red as he wiped them.

The more he wiped, the more distressed he felt, and then his tears could not help falling down.

It fell on Monique's face.

Monique frowned slightly, turned over, and hugged Henry's waist.

She even shifted her body to Henry.

She seemed to have found a safe sleeping posture and finally fell asleep.

It was extremely quiet in the dark night.

He could hear her steady breathing and the sound of her heart beating.

Henry counted again and again.

One,

Two,

Three,

Three thousand.

Three thousand and one.

He had always been strong in self-control, but now he couldn't show it at all.

His eyes were deeply attached by Monique.

He took a deep breath.

Then he took a deep breath.

Still, he could not calm down the surging emotions in his heart.

He had promised Monique. As long as she didn't want to, he would never force her.

Henry stretched out his bony fingers, trying to pry Monique's hands away.

Her hands were fair and delicate, slender and thin.

But he didn't expect her to hold him so tightly.

And when she felt that someone was grabbing her hand, she couldn't help but hold her tighter.

She hugged his waist tightly and poked her little head back into him.

She acted like a spoiled child.

It made Henry, whose willpower had been weak, lose its last sense of reason for a while.

He couldn't help kissing her soft lips.