One Meet By Chance

Chapter 436 Considerate Bruce

Lying on the bed, Enrique didn't pay any attention to Teresa, who was still standing there. He read for a while before he turned off the light and was ready to sleep. From beginning to end, he hadn't taken a look at Teresa. This time, he was really angry. This woman, who had slept on the same bed with him, still didn't trust him. If he was about to do something to Fiona, he would have done it earlier. There was no need for him to wait until now to spread the news through the media.

He had no enmity with the Jiang Group. If he had to say what was on his mind, he wanted to acquire the Jiang Group. But judging from the current situation, the Jiang Group should have been in the pocket of the PL Group. Although he had his own selfish motives, it was too early. Moreover, he also had not been fully prepared yet.

Did this woman really have no idea why he targeted Jiang Group and PL Group at the same time? Thinking of this, Enrique felt that it was ridiculous for him to do all these thing for such a woman. He turned over. He faced Teresa with his back.

Teresa didn't know how long she had been standing there. She didn't know when Enrique fell asleep. The moonlight outside was a little hazy. They didn't close the curtain in their room. Teresa looked out of the window at the moonlight. 'Fiona, it's my fault. I failed to protect you. I'm sorry.'

On the second day, when Enrique woke up, he didn't see Teresa in the room. He frowned and wondered where she had gone. He looked around and didn't find any trace that she had slept last night. After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Enrique went out and he was told that Teresa was in the back garden of the villa.

Before going to work, Enrique deliberately went to the back garden to have a look. Not far away, with a drawing board in her hand, Teresa was sketching the flowers and plants on her board. He turned around and left. It seemed that he would feel uneasy if he couldn't see her recently. Teresa didn't turn around until Enrique left. In fact, she knew that Enrique was standing here and looking at her just now.

She fixed her eyes on the drawing board again. It was just a rough sketch. Yes, yesterday she irritated him, but she really couldn't control herself. Right now, she knew clearly that she had to observe his mood, because his mood decide whether she could stay at Shen Family safely or not, and his mood also decided the fate of the people she cared about.

A bitter smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. When did she become like this? Since when had she become such a person who only knew to compromise? But what could she do? This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Mommy, what are you drawing?"

No one knew when Bruce was standing next to Teresa. She smiled bitterly in her heart that she even didn't notice her son was next to her. She squatted down.

"Bruce, do you want to learn drawing from mommy?"

"Of course."

Early in the morning, Brain was still sleeping in the bed, while Bruce had already got up. He washed his face, brushed his teeth, and went out. He sat at the table to have breakfast, but he didn't see Grandpa Harris and Grandpa Albert. He only saw his father's back. It seemed that his father had gone to the back garden. He followed him, and saw his father standing there and looking at his mother in the garden.

He heard that his father and mother had a quarrel last night, and the servants at home had different opinions in private. Some said that his father had another woman outside, and some said that his mother was too spoiled, saying that she was angry with his father. However, no matter what kind of reason it was, he didn't care. He only cared about his mother's mood because he knew that his mother must be in a bad mood.

That was why he came to his mother quietly after his father left. He was different from Brain and was not as talkative as Brain. He also didn't know how to use his words to make his mommy happy. But he had his own way. He wanted to warm his mother in his own way. At least, he didn't want her to feel sad and lonely.

"Then, what does Bruce want to draw?"

"Family photo."

It seemed that they had never taken a family photo together since they were living together for such a long time. No wonder that Bruce would said this. Teresa raised the corners of her mouth, touched Bruce's head by her hand, took the drawing board aside and adjusted it to the height of Bruce's.

"Then, you have to take the brush in this way and draw like this."

"Okay, I got it, mommy. I draw on this drawing board. And you go to get another one. Let's draw together, okay?"

"Okay, wait for me."

Teresa turned around and went back to Shen Family. Bruce drew Harris, Albert, Enrique and Teresa. After finishing them, he drew Brain and himself. All of them were smiling happily on the drawing. And they were supposed to be a happy family. Such a family was a real family, not like now. He knew that his mother was always unhappy, even if she was always smiling.

He also felt that his father was so distant from them. Other people's father would let their children ride on their necks and take them to play all over the world. In fact, he and Brain still missed the days when they were abroad. At that time, although their mother was very busy, she at least took them to the zoo with Auntie Fiona every month. But now?

Although Grandpa Harris and Grandpa Albert loved them so much, he and Brain were like caged canaries. They could only stay at home and could not go anywhere unless adults went on a trip. They had no freedom.

"Bruce, you draw the outline so soon? You are so great. Come on, drink some milk first."

When Teresa came back, she found that Bruce had already drawn an outline. She didn't teach him much and she didn't teach him to draw an outline first. Children like them in such a young age should draw anything they want in any way. It was more accurate to say that they should do graffiti rather than drawing. But Bruce had started to act like a little adults and did thing step by step carefully from such a young age. She glanced at him and thought, 'He was still a child. He should become much freer and much happier.'

Teresa didn't want her child to be like this. She pointed at the outline on the drawing board.

"Bruce, you can draw whatever you want. In fact, you don't have to act like an adult."

"Mommy, this is what I want to draw."

Bruce blinked his big innocent eyes and looked at Teresa. Teresa smiled and thought, 'Well, Bruce is always like this. If I want him to behave like Brain, it will let him be unhappy.'

"Okay, okay. Bruce is the best."

When Albert and Harris came back from the outside, they saw that Brain was pouting and leaning against the door with an expression of grievance on his face. How could Harris not feel sorry for his grandson when he saw him like this? Harris came towards him as soon as possible. Even Albert put down the birdcage which was in his hand.

"Brain, why are you here alone? Where is Bruce?"

Brain pointed to a place not far away, his eyes glittering with tears. He didn't see Bruce since he got up in the morning. The nanny told him that Bruce and his mother were in the back garden. He had planned to go there.