Chapter 1024 Can''t bear to apologize to my son


    Chapter 1024 Can''t bear to apologize to my son


    Some guilt emotions that had been sealed for nearly a year surged up again, and he lowered his dark


    eyes, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.


    Lyra''s eyes were not on him, but on little Alis.


    She carefully put the jade pendant bracelet on Alis'' left wrist, and asked softly, "Do you remember what


    your mother''s name is?"


    Alis didn''t know, but understood the word mother.


    He shouted, "Mommy! Mommy!"


    Lyra smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, "Yes, it''s mother. Your mother is Mavis."


    She pointed to the jade pendant again, "When you see this jade pendant, it''s like seeing your mother,


    you know? Your mother will always be with you, in a ce where you can''t see, and pray for your


    health and happiness."


    Alis liked it very much, "Mommy~Aoah, mommy!"


    He was trying to say "I love mommy".


    Lyra understood, and stroked his little head, "Your mother also loves you very much."


    The activity ended sessfully, and other Cahans followed to give little Alis a gift, and he was still


    sitting on the red carpet, epting the gifts in a daze.


    Reba gave him a little white fur jacket, put it on little Alis, and he instantly turned into a white


    dumpling.


    Lyra looked at him for a while in relief, walked towards Anthony, and whispered, "Can youe with


    me alone? I have something private to tell you."


    Anthony nodded in agreement.


    The two left the front yard one after the other and went to a quiet ce.


    Malcolm saw it clearly, his face was very dark, and he followed silently.


    ...


    At the end of the quiet corridor, Anthony and Lyra stood opposite each other.


    Anthony said, "What are you trying to say?"


    Lyra didn''t hide it but got straight to the point, "I had a dreamst night. I dreamed of Mavis. I don''t


    know if it''s because of Alis'' birthday party, so she appeared in my dream and made a request."


    Anthony''s long eyshes trembled slightly, his cheeks were pale, and it took a long time for him to


    lower his eyshes, and asked steadily, "What did she tell you?"


    "I told her that you named the baby Alis, but she said she doesn''t like the name very much. It''s too


    monotonous, and she wants to change it."


    Anthony listened carefully, "Change to what?"


    "Alistair."


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    Anthony thought about the word for a moment.


    Anthony understood but he didn''t answer Lyra''s proposal.


    After all, such a thing was too mysterious.


    "Mavis... She never entered my dream this year, so she still refuses to forgive me."


    Lyra saw his dejected face. Knowing that her tough attitude would be counterproductive, she changed


    the euphemism.


    "After all, it''s just my dream, and it can''t be real. Whether you want to change his name or not is up to


    you to choose, but I think it''s necessary to let you know. If Mavis really asked me to do so, give him a


    perfect name."


    Anthony was still brooding, not speaking.


    Alistair sounded nice, neither viting the meaning nor abrupt.


    "I am very grateful to you for telling me this. I will think carefully about whether to add a few letters to


    his name."


    Lyra didn''t force him to nod now, "It''s up to you to decide. I''ll go out and see Spencer first."


    She turned around and left, and saw Malcolm at the corner of the corridor without any surprise, then


    she gave him a displeased look with her beautiful eyes.


    Malcolm obediently kept up with his wife''s pace, and waited until he waspletely away from


    Anthony''s sight before stepping forward to grab his wife''s hand.


    "Rara, don''t be angry. I didn''t distrust you." He obviously didn''t trust Anthony the bastard.


    Lyra tugged at his handsome face. "You''re the director of NIB but you eavesdrop on the corner. I


    should punish you."


    Instead of hiding, he leaned forward, "It''s true that I haven''t been punished by you for a long time.


    Tonight Molly will return to the youth team, and I will send Spencer to Chad''s ce. Let''s rest assured


    and you punish me?"


    Lyra poked his head hard, "Forget about it."


    *


    On the way back to the garden of Cahan Residence, Anthony was still thinking about the baby''s


    name.


    "Oops!"


    Not far away, Molly let out an exmation and fell to the edge of the small red carpet.


    When Anthony arrived, he happened to see Alisying on top of Molly, chattering while Molly frowned


    and rubbed the back of her head, as if it hurt from a fall.


    "Molly!" Anthony immediately ran forward, squatted down, hugged Alis away, and helped Molly to


    check the situation, "Let me see if there is any injury?"


    Molly shook her head, pointing to little Alis, "I''m fine, milk tofu..."


    Before she finished speaking, Anthony sullenly picked up his son''s cor sternly, waved his big palm,


    and pped that round little butt twice.


    "Aww!"


    Little Alis kicked and was too frightened by Anthony''s sudden outburst, crying.


    Molly was also frightened, and immediately stretched out her hand to stop him, "What are you doing!


    Why are you hitting milk tofu!"


    Anthony put down little Alis and let him stand by himself, "He caused you to fall. He should be beaten."


    Molly hurriedly exined, "You misunderstood. It has nothing to do with him. I was holding him circling,


    and I identally slipped and fell. He looked at me as if I was in pain, and he made whirring


    movements, wanted tofort me."


    "Besides, he''s only one year old. He''s just a little kid. How could his strength make me fall down? Are


    you over nervous?"


    Anthony froze.


    Was he over nervous?


    Next to Molly, little Alis stood obediently, pursing his mouth aggrievedly and rubbing the corners of his


    eyes with his little fat hands.


    He had a pitiful face, but he was very strong and didn''t cry.


    Little tears were wrapped in his red eyes, and he still didn''t know what he did wrong and why his father


    beat him.


    When he looked at his son, Anthony''s heart skipped a beat.


    After he calmed himself down, he turned to look at Molly and put his big palm on Molly''s thin shoulder,


    "Molly, I''m sorry I did something wrong just now. And I did it without asking the reason clearly. I will not


    be so impulsive next time."


    Molly retorted solemnly, "Why did you apologize to me? The person who was beaten and wronged was


    not me, but milk tofu. You should apologize to him."


    Anthony lowered his eyes, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, "Alis won''t be angry with me. I''ll coax


    himter."


    He thought there was no reason for a father to apologize to his son.


    Molly disagreed, "He is not angry because he loves you, but in this matter, he is innocent. Coaxing


    would not be better than apologizing sincerely."


    She tilted her head, stared at Anthony suspiciously, and asked, "Do you feel that you can''t save you


    face and apologize to him?"


    Anthony''s jaw line froze, and he smiled slightly embarrassedly.