"Raphael Bailey, be careful not to drop him!" Anna Jadwin anxiously said, hurriedly trying to take the child from his hands.
"You can't touch Snow!"
Handing the child to the servant, Raphael Bailey climbed back through the window and rushed the intelligent, stiff-limbed Leo to the bathroom.
Anna Jadwin followed closely...
The servant was terrified, saying that the child had been out in the cold for at most half an hour.
"Does he often have meltdowns? Does he hurt himself every time he has one?" Anna Jadwin looked at the child with his long eyelashes closed and frost clinging to them, touched his little hand which was still warm, and her fear subsided a bit.
"We don't know either. This afternoon, young Mrs. Bailey came to see him, and then young Master Bailey locked himself up in a bad mood. When we brought dinner, we couldn't find him anywhere..." The servant cried.
Mrs. Bailey ——
These three words hit Anna like thunder, nearly causing her to lose her footing.