Her face was full of embarrassment as she helplessly looked at the child in front of her, taking a deep sigh.
"Little brother, let go of me first."
But the child, thrown into a tantrum, clung to her relentlessly, refusing to let go, "No, I won't, I want my mommy, and if she doesn't want me anymore, I'll just keep clinging to you. You abandoned me, and now you'll never get rid of me again."
At these words, she could no longer hold back, and tears slid directly from her eyes.
Finnegan, seeing that she was being bullied, immediately scooped Arthur up, comforting as he went, "Sister, don't worry, with me here, no one can bully you!"
Carrying Arthur, he planned to run outside.
Arthur struggled on his shoulder, but who was Finnegan? He was used to hard labor from a young age, and almost every big and small matter in the orphanage was under his command. He was no stranger to disciplining children.
A slap on Arthur's buttocks settled him down for good.
"Arthur..."