"Mom." Arthur looked at Sophia Cloud's pale face and tried to lower his voice, gently calling out from the side with great care not to touch her injured right hand.
Sophia Cloud forced a smile and touched his head.
Her good son.
Why did fate have to test her like this, time and again, refusing to give her a break?
Sophia Cloud's brows were tightly furrowed, a trace of sorrow flashing in her eyes.
"It's okay, Mom, Arthur will always be by your side," Arthur Harrell sat beside her and quietly said.
But Sophia's heart was filled with even more worry, her anxious gaze falling on Arthur beside her, "Arthur, tell Mom the truth, why did you do such a thing?"
Although she had never let Arthur experience school life, he seemed, ordinarily, not to be someone who was easily angered.
With this thought, she was reminded of what Edward Harrell had said earlier.