"On her chest," Julissa answered tersely.
"And how tall is Harley?"
Julissa directly instructed Haisley to bring Harley in.
Harley, already tired from crying, was asleep. Even in her dreams, she was still sobbing with tears on her face.
Julissa's heart was pierced hard, rendering her eyes slightly red in sorrow.
Yet, she had to vindicate Harley.
Not only to cleanse everyone's doubt about Harley, to clear Harley's name. But also the most important thing, to wash away the shadows and knots in Harley's heart.
Only when everything is cleared, could Harley possibly continue to grow joyfully.
Otherwise, this incident in Harley's heart would always be an indelible mark.
And this mark, like a scar, would only deepen with his growth!
Julissa was awakening her son. As Harley was half-awake and half-asleep, he was rocked fully awake as if he jumped up.
His tiny body was absorbing the terror that should not have befallen him.
