After I left his room, my chest felt a little heavy. Sigh… I hate when my conscience gets the better of me.
I ended up warming some leftovers and sent the boys to deliver it to him since he didn't even want to look at me. At least they were happy to do it.
While they were gone, I busied myself arranging another room for him to stay in for the night. Yiling helped me spread the bedding and tidy the space.
**
Inside the other room, Mo Yuen and Mo Bao Bao walked in carefully with bowls in their hands, their smiles wide and proud.
"Papa, we brought you food!" Bao Bao announced, setting the bowl on the small table beside the bed.
Mo Ying's brows twitched. "…Papa?"
"Yes!" Yuen nodded seriously, puffing his little chest. "Mama said you're our new papa now. So you have to eat and get strong, okay?"
Mo Ying stared at them, his sharp eyes softening against their bright faces. His gaze fell on the plain porridge with a few vegetables before returning to their eager looks.
