Chris Evans held Timmy in one arm and took Molly Browns luggage to stride towards the elevator. Seeing that Molly Brown was still standing in place without moving, he couldnt help but call out: "Do you still want your son?"
The low voice with a metallic texture instantly brought Molly Brown back to reality.
"Thank you... Im sorry..."
Molly Brown opened the door and let Chris Evans into the room. As soon as she inserted the room card into the slot to turn on the light, it turned dark in half a second.
Molly Brown poked her head out and looked at the corridor, only the emergency indicator lights were faintly lit, and it was dark everywhere.
"Power outages before going abroad, and power outages as soon as I come back. Its really haunted!"
Molly Brown muttered quietly, feeling her way to get the mobile phone in her backpack, and as soon as she stepped out, she hit the corner of the table and fell straight forward.
"Ah!" She was so frightened that she thought she was going to have an intimate contact with the carpet, but in a moment, a warm and thick arm was wrapped around her.
"Be careful!" Chris Evans held Timmy in one arm and held Molly Brown in the other arm. The faintly familiar breath in the strange body made him slightly dazed.
Chris Evanss heart beat faster for no reason, he sniffed, and involuntarily tightened the hand that was holding Molly Browns waist...
"Dad holds two, its great!" Timmy touched Chris Evanss arms, and the excited voice was like the clear sound when the high-footed glass collides.
Molly Browns cheeks were hot, and she quickly pulled out of Chris Evanss arms and stood steadily.
Fortunately, the power was out, otherwise, the face as red as a shrimp would be seen by the big and small men in front of her, which would be embarrassing.
Molly Brown took out her mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, and Chris Evans was already sitting on the bed with Timmy, letting him greedily snuggle in his arms.
"Timmy, lie on the bed." Molly Browns voice was cool, because she couldnt give her child a complete home, she rarely got angry with Timmy, but it didnt mean that she could let Timmy make a fuss.
"Timmy wants Dad to accompany him to sleep... Timmy is afraid of the dark..."
Timmy spoke timidly, his voice was full of a strong nasal sound, the soft voice was mixed with a trace of grievance, and Molly Brown felt sour and almost cried.
Over the years, she has tried her best to give Timmy qualified maternal love, and Timmy has also grown up smartly, but every time there is a dark night with lightning and thunder, this little man will shiver and shrink into her arms for a hug, and now it has evolved into being uneasy as long as he is in the dark.
Molly Brown knows that this is caused by the lack of fatherly love.
There was a crisp knock on the door, and Molly Brown opened the door slightly, and the hotel staff came to inform them that the line was burnt and was being repaired.
When Molly Brown turned back to the room, Timmy was already lying on the big bed with Chris Evans, and he cooed to her: "Mommy, accompany Timmy to sleep together, okay..."
Molly Brown sighed, feeling both pain and anger: "He is not your dad, you are too impolite... How did mommy educate you since you were young?"
"Im wronged, lets sleep... Timmy, be obedient..." Chris Evans, who hadnt slept well for several nights, was actually feeling very sleepy at this moment.
Without thinking about it, he held Timmy in his arm and adjusted a comfortable position to close his eyes.
This strange man so generously followed Timmys wish, which made Molly Brown a bit dumbfounded. Is he wronged or is he wronged?
A woman with no strength and a young child are in the same room with a dangerous man with full limbs and attack ability. Who is wronged by whom?
At Timmys repeated request, Molly Brown finally softened her tone, turned off the mobile phone light, and lay down awkwardly.
"Timmy has a dad on the left and a mommy on the right, Timmy is so happy..."
Timmy twisted excitedly a few times and fell asleep.
In the dark, the shallow breathing sound was in the middle of Molly Brown and Chris Evans, and the air was so quiet that a falling needle could be heard.
"You... can leave..."
After a long time, Molly Brown reminded Chris Evans in a low voice, but there was no response for a long time.
Molly Brown pricked up her ears and listened carefully. Apart from Timmys shallow breathing, there was a slightly thick and uniform breathing sound filling her ears.
This man actually fell asleep?!