CHAPTER 111: MOMMY

Sky felt a clear stream flowing into his throat while he was in a daze. His throat was burning and his whole body was sore, and he had been feeling extremely thirsty. At this moment, he was suddenly irrigated by the flowing water, just like finding an oasis in the desert, which gave him a moment of clarity in his muddled mind.

However, after the clear and sparkling water, there was a more familiar and domineering male hormone scent mixed with the cold pine air of the snow mountain and a hint of smoke, filling his mouth. Sky felt inexplicably scared and wanted to avoid the surging oppressive atmosphere. But it seemed that someone's big palm was holding his behind the head, making him unable to avoid it, even the waist side was inexplicably burning, as if there were clusters of flames roasting him.

Why was there still someone who wouldn't let him go when he was already so miserable!!! Sky suddenly felt aggrieved and cried out, "Mmm...no..."

"Mom...mommy..." Sky suddenly cried out.

The tone of his grievance and unwillingness, along with his sobbing voice, interrupted Dray's actions. The man's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at the little man in his arms who was still unconscious but crying inexplicably.

Sky's obvious resistance made his eyes flash with a cold light. Aunt Mary, who was on the side, was gloating and waiting to see Sky suffer. But who knew that even Master Li's face had become so gloomy that it could drip water.

But he still didn't let go of Sky.

Dray looked at Sky's tear-stained face, his eyes uncertain.

Even though he was domineering, he never thought about bullying Sky to the point where he cried and called out for his mother in his sleep.

His eyes flickered slightly as he released the grip on Sky's small chin.

His rough fingertips gently touched his crimson lips.

Sky, who was crying with tears all over his face, was still sobbing uncontrollably.

It was as if he had suffered some great injustice even in his sleep.

It could be said that this man was really delicate.

Dray's large palm stroked Sky's tearful face, and his fingertips were about to wipe away the tears at the corners of his eyes.

But Sky, with a voice full of tears, whispered another man's name.

"Will..."

"Lia..."

"William."

Her murmurs sounded like a complaint of injustice, yet also like a lover's coquetry, clear and distinct.

The subtle ambiguity in the room vanished instantly.

Dray's narrow, dark pupils flickered with a cold and eerie light under the lamp.

Aunt Mary, who was standing beside them, was horrified when she heard the name Sky uttered and covered her mouth.

She felt as if the air around Master Li had frozen, making it hard for her to breathe.

Dray once again pinched Sky's delicate chin, his slender fingers slowly rubbing and tightening. This time, there was no indulgence in his expression, but rather a deep scrutiny. The slowly tightening fingers exerted such force that soon there were red fingerprints on his fair and delicate chin. Even though Sky was unconscious, the pain made him frown and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. Dray's lips curled up in a barely noticeable cold smile as he suddenly released his hand, which he had intended to crush.

"Take care of...Mr. Li," his low voice, devoid of any warmth, echoed in the room. Without even sparing a glance at Sky, Dray left the room without hesitation.

Aunt Mary, feeling fortunate to have survived the ordeal, closed the door and turned around. She looked at Sky lying on the bed and suddenly realized that Sky had completely fallen out of favor.