Chapter 105 - 'Who Is There?!'

Ainsley started to bawl again until Code-C almost slapped her mouth.

Lil baby, why are you crying again?! What’s with this nonsense? It’s okay even if you take a few years to trigger my bloodline! Don’t cry, ah!

The stress accumulated over a few weeks after the baby transmigrated became the reason why Ainsley didn’t stop crying. The baby just needed time to vent, and now is the right time.

Seeing Ainsley didn’t stop crying, Code-C gradually stopped trying to disturb the baby. He just slowly laid down on the baby’s stomach and stayed there to accompany his potential master to cry to her heart wishes.

At the same time, our lovely boy in a formal white collared shirt and fade pink trousers was waiting for Ainsley to meet him at their usual secret base.

It was already 10 a.m, but Finley didn’t even see the edge of Ainsley’s clothes near the back garden. Over time, the boy couldn’t help but scrunched his eyebrows.

"Where is she? Is she waiting for me at the library again?" Finley stood up on the tree’s thick branch. The gentle breeze blew his golden hair, scattering it in the air, yet the boy didn’t care much.

His eyes were scanning the garden, wishing that the baby he was waiting for would come over soon, but after 10 minutes of waiting, there’s still no sign of the so-called baby.

Finley once again furrowed his eyebrows.

Hmm, is there something wrong with Ainsley? Maybe she’s doing something...but she should have told me before. This isn’t like her at all...

Finley took his precious morning time for Ainsley, and Ainsley knew that. Thus, the girl never wasted Finley’s time and always tried to come regardless of her schedule.

But today was an exception. The baby didn’t come over, and she also didn’t tell him beforehand! Something is definitely wrong.

Finley’s intuition was tingling.

’Maybe...I should find her? Perhaps she’s in danger or something...’

He pondered for a while before a tiny whirlwind popped out on his palm. Finley peeked at the whirlwind and crushed it, scattering the wind in every direction.

Using the power of the wind, Finley made the wind enveloped the mansion to find Ainsley’s whereabouts through her voice. The wind carried sounds, and it now acted as Finley’s ears.

Such control over elemental wind power was remarkable even among the experts. With precise control and creativity, Finley had an almost identical ability to the keen hearing power that Ainsley owned.

While the wind delivered all sorts of sounds to Finley’s ears, the boy closed his eyes as he stood still on the tree’s branch.

He sharpened his senses and concentration to the most so that he could immediately pick Ainsley’s voice once the wind transmitted it.

Indeed, in no time, Finley vaguely heard Ainsley’s voice inside her bedroom. The wind seeped into the room through the window, thus revealing the girl’s position.

Once Finley heard Ainsley’s voice, the boy gathered all his wind power to the girl’s location as he jumped down the tree.

The boy’s delicate and cute face darkened at the moment.

Ain...Ain is crying! I definitely heard it. She’s bawling and crying non-stop! Did someone torture her? Is she kidnapped?

Finley’s eyes flashed with a dangerous glint. The boy collected the wind power below his feet and immediately dashed forward while the wind carried him to the air.

In just a few seconds, without anyone from the Sloan Family noticing, Finley arrived outside of Ainsley’s bedroom, below the window facing the back garden.

Tap.

Finley immediately pressed his face to the window, trying to see what’s going on inside. Since Ainsley didn’t close the curtain, Finley could see the baby as clear as day.

What he saw was a baby lying on the floor against her back with a white cat lying on her stomach, sleeping. The baby was crying, but the cat didn’t seem to feel anything. It just sprawled lazily on top of the baby’s tummy.

Finley’s jaw dropped to the ground. With his feet several inches above the grassy ground, the boy looked at the bizarre scene in the room with his eyes popping out.

This...what’s going on? That cat...isn’t that the sacred guardian? And why is it sleeping on Ain’s tummy while Ain is crying? Is it the reason why Ain cries so hard? Maybe Ain can’t breathe?

Finley held his breath at such thoughts. If his hypothesis was right, it means the sacred guardian is trying to kill Ain!

All colour was gone from Finley’s face. The boy trembled from head to toe. Panic resided in his emerald eyes as he knocked on the window as hard as he could.

Knock knock knock!

"Ain! Open the window! I’m here to help you!" Finley shouted, hoping that Ainsley could hear him, but all the baby heard was the knocking sound. Of course, Ainsley ignored it and just cried harder.

Her face already turned red from crying, and her cheeks were full of tear marks. Her snot was practically everywhere...

Seeing how miserable Ainsley looked, Finley became even more panicked.

The boy looked at the tightly closed window and tried to use his wind to open the window from the inside. Thank God there’s still a tiny gap for his wind to get through.

Once Finley collected enough wind, he used the wind to push the window from inside, immediately opening it.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the window was opened. The sudden loud noise startled both Ainsley and Code-C. Without warnings, Code-C leapt off Ainsley’s tummy and growled at the opened window.

Who is there? Who dares to invade lil baby’s room with me guarding her?! What blasphemy!

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