The Spoiled Girl

Louis walked straight to them, gently set the cake on the stone table, and picked up Baron, who was playing at Hunk's feet.

"Oh, you're back," Hunk murmured. He opened his eyes slightly when he felt someone approaching. Seeing that it was Louis, he closed his eyes again.

"I just arrived, Father," Louis replied. Baron looked at Louis curiously. He did not know who was holding him.

He looked greatly confused. He was still too young to speak, so he only babbled. He reached his little hand out to grab Louis's face, but his arm was too short to reach it.

Louis found Baron so lovely. He gently pinched his little cheek with a smile, his eyes full of wonder and love.

"Beryl, Bowen, come see what I've brought for you," Louis called. His voice echoed throughout the entire garden.

Hearing her uncle, Beryl suddenly stopped and turned to look at Louis. She then dropped her kite and ran toward him.

The maids who had been watching Beryl stumbled after her.

They forced themselves to catch up to her, but to no avail. They ended up falling all over themselves. It was embarrassing.

Seeing that Beryl had made it to Louis without hurting herself, the maids felt relieved.

Watching over Beryl every day made them consume inordinate amounts of energy. At this point, Louis's presence was like a breath of fresh air.

"Uncle, you're back!" Beryl exclaimed. Beryl had run toward Louis and hugged him around the waist. Her momentum was so strong that she almost tackled Louis to the ground.

How could a little girl pack such a great force?

Louis

and yelled, "Hey, it's mine!"

Bowen struggled to get his piece of cake back, but his sister was too strong for him. His face started turning red.

Beryl did not stop pulling on her little brother's plate.

She pouted and said, "I will give it to Uncle Louis."

Hearing this, Bowen slowly loosened his grip. "All right. Give it to Uncle," he said.

With Bowen's leftover cake finally in her hand, Beryl walked over to Louis. "Here's your cake, Uncle."

Watching the two children, Hunk smiled. He felt happy and satisfied.

Louis reached out for the cake and took a big bite. He looked at the children with satisfaction and said, "It's so delicious."

Then, tears started welling up in Bowen's eyes.

"What's wrong, Bowen?" Hunk asked. He immediately held Bowen in his arms and gently stroked his back.

"If Mom and Dad were here, then we could eat together. I miss them." Tears started streaming down Bowen's face.

Soon, Beryl started crying as well.

The happy scene suddenly turned into one full of sadness and longing.