The semi-conscious Sherry woke up and instinctively sat up on the bed, subconsciously glancing at the surrounding environnt.
But she found herself in an unfamiliar, quiet, and simple house.
The strange environnt made her face change slightly, and a sense of caution arose in her heart.
She raised her hand and lifted the quilt covering her, only to find a needle inserted into the back of her hand, dripping an IV.
She casually pulled out the needle and was about to support herself to get out of bed when the room door was suddenly slowly pushed open from outside.
The sudden movent made Sherry stop her actions, looking nervously towards the door.
The door was gradually pushed open, and a... round, cute little face suddenly appeared at the door.
That cute little face stared at her with a puzzled expression, then blinked its eyes.
"..." The sudden appearance of the child also surprised Sherry; for a mont, she was caught off guard...
Why is it a child?
Her expression was full of confusion; she only rembered being held back by the head of The Drexler Family after being discovered with the items in the box while waiting for Sumr Shawcross to leave the Drexler Family. They intended to remove her disguise.
Just as she was about to resist with all her might, Yancy Shaw suddenly appeared.
With just a few words, he took her away.
On the way out, she felt extrely dizzy, and then she passed out helplessly.
When she woke up, she was in this unfamiliar environnt.
While Sherry was looking at the little boy at the door with confusion, the boy suddenly walked in, closed the door with his chubby little hands, turned around, and looked seriously at her sitting on the bed.
Being scrutinized by a child for the first ti made Sherry a little uncomfortable.
The atmosphere was sowhat awkward.
Just as she was about to speak and ask the child a few things, the little boy suddenly opened his mouth.
"Are you a fox spirit?" His chubby little face was full of seriousness as he stared at her.
"What?" Sherry’s expression froze.
A fox spirit?
The boy’s words left her utterly lost, not knowing how to answer him.
Besides, she had never interacted with children before and did not understand their way of thinking.
"I am not." She hesitated for a mont, then opened her mouth to reply.
"Why do you ask like that?" She looked at the chubby boy, sowhat confused.
She hadn’t thought that her current makeup appearance could also be mistaken for a fox spirit?
Being asked by Sherry, the little guy first blinked, then slowly walked to the bedside, still with suspicion, looked at the woman in front of him, before unhappily saying,
"My dad is always out and never spends ti with . The servants at ho say he’s captivated by a fox spirit outside."
Dad hardly ca ho to see him and was always outside; he overheard the servants at ho talking about it, so he believed so too.
His dad has a fox spirit outside, so he doesn’t love him and doesn’t spend ti with him.
The little guy’s expression and his pitiful deanor made Sherry feel inexplicably... a bit heartache.
Thinking about it, she couldn’t help stretching out her hand and comfortingly patted the little guy’s head before asking him sowhat puzzled.
"Who is your dad?"
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