Chapter 13 I Hate Him Courtney had no choice but to put down the plates for the time being. She looked back and caressed the little boyâs head, asking, âYou want me to stay here and keep you company, is it?â
The little boy nodded.
âAlright, Iâll stay.â
The little boy was stunned for a moment, as if he never expected her to comply so readily.
âBut we canât sit on the floor any longer. The floor is cold, so youâll get sick. Letâs sit on the sofa, okay?â
The little boy nodded obediently at once.
Courtney smiled with satisfaction before bending down to carry him to the sofa and sit down.
Turning a blind eye at the mess on the floor, she told the little boy several jokes in a row until his gloomy expression was replaced by a smile. In the end, he giggled continuously.
However, this kid never spoke.
When his mood lightened, Courtney sounded him out by asking, âCan you tell me why you were so upset? Was it because nobody was playing with you?â
Her questions seemed to hit the little boyâs sore spot, and he made gestures for a long time before Courtney finally figured out that he wanted some papers and a pen. When she looked back, she happened to see a pen and a stack of papers on the nightstand. They seemed to have been prepared long ago since many words were written on the papers.
She immediately took the pen and papers and handed them to the little boy.
The little boy then wrote a line on the paper that read, âDaddy is bad. Promised to take me outside for fun but didnât.â
Courtney was surprised that such a little kid could write so many words. After being stunned for a long time, she came to her senses and figured that his parents must have taught him so on purpose, for it seemed that this kid really couldnât speak.
âDo you mean that you were angry because your Dad didnât take you to have fun outside after promising to do so?â
The little boy nodded angrily with a frown of indignation.
Courtney let out a sigh before stroking his hair and comforted him. âPerhaps your Dad is really very busy. He wants you to live a better life, so he gets so busy that he has no time to rest or play with you.â
The little boy didnât buy her excuse, though. He let out a snort and wrote on the paper, âDidnât see Daddy for many days. He didnât come back. I hate him.â
How could he leave a kid behind in the hotel for so many days?
Courtney frowned as well. This parent of his sounds so careless!
âIâll help you talk to your Dad when he comes back.â Courtney held the little boyâs hand. âHow could he let a child stay alone at home? Moreover, this is not your home; itâs a hotel. What if something happens?â
The little boy nodded repeatedly.
âHave you been staying alone in the room these days?â
The little boy nodded again.
At the sight of his response, Courtney pondered for a while. âWould you like me to take you out for a walk so that you can get some fresh air?â
The little boy nodded at once.
It is indeed in a kidâs nature to be playful and active. The hotel suite is large, but even adults couldnât stand staying in the room all day long like this, let alone a kid. Upon that thought, Courtney immediately decided to take him outside.
âBy the way, whatâs your name?â Courtney asked before they left. Then, recalling that he couldnât speak, she paused in her tracks in the living room. âWait a minute while I take a pen and some papers so that we can talk to each other while weâre outside.â
With that, she left the little boy in the living room and went back to the bedroom to take the pen and papers.
Most of the crowd that gathered outside the door had dispersed at this moment, leaving two attendants on standby and Courtneyâs assistant, who hadnât left as well. Those behind them were about to leave.
Suddenly, a clatter was heard, and someone among the crowd screamed, âThe chandelier!â
Upon hearing the scream, Courtneyâwho had just left the bedroom with the pen and papersâlooked at the chandelier. To her horror, she saw the crystal chandelier clattering right above the little boy. The sound of the chains rubbing against and knocking into each other caused the crystal chandelier to shake vigorously.
âAaaah!â
Those outside the door turned pale with fright, but they could only watch helplessly as the chandelier fell with a clatter!