Chapter 399

Hank thought that he had misheard her. Was this little girl... comforting him?

He looked at her thin shoulders. He could break them with a slight fold, so he didn't know how he had the courage to say so.

But in fact, when he heard her say this in a soft voice, Hank felt a burst of ironing in his cold heart.

Hank rolled his eyes and suddenly came up with a rather wicked idea. He lowered his eyelashes and said with a hint of fragility on his face, "Ever since my parents passed away, I have never felt any affection for each other."

They were all motherless children. Sara understood Hank's pain and her heart ached. She reached out to hold Hank's shoulder, patted him on the back and said slowly, "Uncle, don't be sad. Look, I'm with you now."

The old man was lying in Sara soft arms shamelessly. He looked up at her delicate and white chin. There was no expression on his face, but there was inexplicably a bit of grievance in his voice. "Will you stay with me all the time?"