Maison turned his head away coldly and said, “I don’t feel like talking.”
“...”
This was a really petulant reason.
“Can you promise Aunt that you will speak more in future then? That is because your voice really sounds super nice and beautiful. It would simply be too wasteful if you don’t speak! If a deity hears you making a wish with your voice, it will definitely fulfill your wish!”
Maison glanced at her. “Childish.”
Okay.
It wasn’t easy to fool three-year-olds nowadays.
Xavia continued thinking of ways to play games with Maison so that she could guide him to talk more.
The whole day passed by quickly and in a blink of an eye, it was already half past five in the evening. It was time for Xavia to go and pick Yulia up.
Xavia looked at the time. Zivon hadn’t returned yet. She couldn’t possibly leave Maison alone, could she?
She called Nathan. “Mr. Miller, can I know when the young master will return? I have to go home now because I need to do something.”
When Maison heard this while playing with sand, the expression on his face instantly fell. He closed himself up once again, not saying a single word.
Using his small hands, he grabbed handfuls of sand and sprinkled it randomly all over the place.
Xavia was taken aback. She immediately put her cell phone aside and said, “Huh? Maison, what’s the matter with you? Don’t sprinkle sand everywhere, otherwise, you might get it into your eyes and it’ll hurt a lot.”
Maison refused to listen to her. “You want to leave, so I’ll sprinkle it, I’ll just sprinkle it.”
Cough.
So it turned out that this was the reason.
Xavia comforted him patiently, “Aunt has to get something done at home so I have to go back tonight. I will come and accompany you again tomorrow, I swear. Be a good boy.”
“No. I don’t want that.” Maison continued desperately sprinkling the sand everywhere. The sand scattered all over his head and got into his clothes. It was basically all over him. He was also on the verge of collapsing emotionally.
Xavia knew that children should not be allowed to get away with it when they threw tantrums. However, Maison’s situation was a little special. If Xavia allowed this to go on, she was afraid that he would fall into a rampage.
Xavia could only helplessly say, “Okay, okay. Aunt is not leaving anymore. I’ll stay and accompany you tonight. You should calm down.”
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