Chapter 939: Chapter 939: Gigi just kept crying
His aura was sharp and intimidating, and one had doubts that he would let that man feel assured!
Adam wanted to ask sothing, but all of a sudden, he heard crying from the room, and his head began to ache. He put down his champagne glass and said, “It’s over, Gigi is awake.”
She had only been asleep for a short while, and she was awake again.
Baron Lawrence’s thin lips tightened as he walked towards the airplane suite.
In the room.
The little girl who had fallen asleep crying indeed awoke. As soon as she opened her eyes, she began to cry, her big eyes already red and swollen. Her tiny nose was as red as a small garlic bulb, her eyes clouded with tears that kept falling continuously, a sight so pitiful it tugged at one’s heartstrings.
“Wuu wuu… drink… help…”
She rarely cried. Normally she was the type with an extra-large dose of courage, who would pick herself up laughing after a fall. But now, she was crying incessantly as if she couldn’t stop, sobbing without pause, crying so much and so hard that her voice had beco hoarse.
Bobby was irritated by her crying but didn’t know how to comfort her. He could only keep using a toy bear to coax her, “Okay, Gigi, stop crying now.”
“Hic!” Giselle Lawrence had been crying so fiercely that she hiccupped, tears streaming down anew. She looked at him with big watery eyes, red and pleading, clutching his clothes as if seeking help, “Brubby… Uncle… see… long…”
Having spent a day with her, Bobby knew she liked to call people she liked “Uncle,” but he had no idea who she was referring to.
All he could do was gently pat her back while trying to soothe her, “Okay, I understand, no more tears. We’ll go ho and help you find him.”
“Wuu wuu… drink…” Gigi clutched at his clothes, still sobbing, her little face flushed red, tinged with pale.
Bobby, seeing this, felt urgency in his heart, “Alright, stop crying now. You’re not allowed to cry anymore. Do you hear ? If you cry again, I won’t want you anymore!”
Gigi’s eyes were a bright red, clinging to him like a lost little bunny, crying so hard she could not catch her breath, all the while crying out, “Just… just… Brubby… drink…”
Bobby’s spine stiffened, his little face attempting to maintain its intimidation.
But seeing her cry so hard, he couldn’t hold back his heartache. His brows furrowed, and he didn’t last a minute before he gave in, “Okay, I understand. No more crying. I’ll talk to the Dubious Man next door, and we’ll go ho and find your Uncle, okay?”
Enna Clark ca in with a cup of warm honey water.
Bobby couldn’t calm her down, and upon seeing her, he called out to her as if seeing a lifeline, “Woman, what should we do?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got this.” Enna handed the water over and sat on the bed, pulling the crying little girl into her arms, “Gigi, have so water first.”
“Cat, drink…”
“Yes, drink so water first.” Enna looked at her little face, red and swollen, feeling as if soone were stabbing her in the heart with a knife, more distressed than anyone else. She leaned over, holding the little girl softly, and whispered soothingly, “Gigi, be good, have so water first.”
The normally obedient little girl today was especially uncooperative, pushing with her small arms, refusing to drink. She continued to sob, “Just… cat… Uncle.”
Enna had seen her interact with Lyle Westbrook before and noticed her dependence on Lyle, but she hadn’t expected that after just a few days together, she would show such strong dependence on him.
She didn’t know what to do either.
But she knew one thing for sure – they couldn’t let Gigi continue crying, her body wouldn’t be able to take it if she did.
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