Chapter 21 Rosalie, The Little Wild Cat Estie obediently stretched out her injured hand for him to look. Bryon frowned slightly when he saw the injury on her hand. “How did this happen? Did the kids bully you?” Estie was stunned for a moment but then she forcefully shook her head. She was not bullied? 

Byron did not understand. “Then what happened?” 

Estie picked up the drawing pen again and wrote stroke by stroke into the small notebook. She wrote a few letters. 

S–L–I–P–E–D 

After she wrote that, she tilted her head, feeling somewhat lacking in confidence. The word was too hard to spell. Whenever she comes across a word that she did not know how to spell, she would usually make an educated guess from how it sounded or skip it entirely. 

She did not come across this word often and did not know if she had spelled it correctly. 

“You slipped?” 

Byron looked at the letters and confirmed with her. 

Estie nodded. 

of the injury. “Did the teacher give you any treatment for

Estie nodded. 

white and tender little hand again, he said, “The wound won‘t heal in a few days, you still need to put some ointment on it. Daddy

aid kit.” Heeding his order, Mrs. Zora quickly returned with the first aid kit. Byron took out a spray from inside and sprayed it onto her wound. Then, he kneaded her hand for a while. It was still a rather serious injury and although quite a while had passed, it still hurt to

The Little

her lips while her delicate little brows knitted together. Byròn

could not help

little girl looked somewhat similar to that woman

glance, she noticed that

to ask him why

said, “I‘m

Small wild cat? 

back from overseas.” With that, he did not wish to discuss that woman anymore. He was afraid that he might not be

confiscated the pen and paper in her hand, “Let‘s stop talking, it‘s almost time, daddy

so, she asked no

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