"Why are you crying again, sweetheart? Don't cry, it's my fault. I didn't protect you well and let you suffer," Evander Lancaster's voice was gentle, but his brows knitted involuntarily. His woman, pregnant with his baby without a title, yet suffered such unfair treatment, and the one giving her this unfair treatment was his own mother...
He reached out to pull Sophia Hamilton over, Evander Lancaster exerted a lot of effort to hold her in his embrace.
Sophia cried even more pitifully, once such a fierce little pepper, now as fragile as a child.
Her little fists hit Evander Lancaster's chest, crying while pushing him away, "Go away, I don't want to see you..."
"Sweetheart, don't cry,"
Evander Lancaster grasped her wrist against his chest, raised his handsome face and sighed lightly, "It's all my fault for not giving you a sense of security, but soon it won't be like this. I will let you know that I, Evander Lancaster, belong only to you."
