Ella Lacey didn't know when she had come in.
She kept sizing up her baby.
Cherline Lindsey moved quickly, hiding the ruby in her hand, getting up, closing the laptop, frowning, she said, "Aren't you tired of clinging to your husband?"
"..."
Caught by her baby's penetrating gaze, Ella Lacey squatted down shamefacedly, hugged her, and sweetly kissed her, "Little Mosquito, Mommy has you to stay with, but she can't neglect you, can she?"
"You have an ulterior motive, don't you?" The little bun saw through her mommy completely.
"..."
Ella Lacey whispered in her ear, "Little Mosquito, do you have contact with King?"
"I won't tell you." The little bun continued to be indifferent.
"Well, okay then."
Ella Lacey felt wronged, as the baby didn't tell her anything; such a pitiable mommy...
She could only plead, "If you do contact King, remember to tell him that there's a woman who misses him very much…"
