A Heaven-sent Sweet Child Falls Asking for Hugs-Chapter 26: My Mommy Doesn’t Like You

In the hallway, the tall man and the small boy stared at each other. Time seemed to stop at that moment.

A flash of surprise crossed Jasper Ford’s face, quickly replaced by a deep frown.

He’d seen this kid before!

The boy’s cherubic face was identical to the one who had stood on the stage at the engagement party, pointed at his nose, and called him a "pretty boy"!

Jasper Ford suddenly laughed, a cold and terrifying sound.

Beanie Quincy, who had been knocked over, grimaced in pain. Tears welled up in his large, grape-like eyes. He was on the verge of crying from the pain when he heard Jasper Ford’s laugh, which made his scalp tingle. When he got a clear look at Jasper’s face, Beanie froze, his eyes growing wider and wider!

’Isn’t this the uncle who was with the bad woman!’

AHHH!

’How could he be here!’

"Mom, where did this kid come from?" Jasper Ford’s voice was terse.

Madam Ford rushed to help Beanie Quincy up from the floor and sharply reprimanded Jasper Ford. "Are you blind? You can’t see a child this big? How dare you knock him to the ground! Apologize to Beanie right now!"

Jasper Ford’s expression darkened as he shot a sinister glare at Beanie Quincy. "Beanie, is it?" His voice was terrifying!

Beanie Quincy’s little face scrunched up in fear, and he pitifully hid behind Madam Ford’s legs.

Seeing that Beanie was frightened, Madam Ford angrily yelled at Jasper Ford, "Be gentler! He’s just a timid child, don’t scare him!"

"Are you sure he’s timid?" Jasper Ford remembered perfectly well how arrogant this kid had been when he stood with his hands on his hips, calling him a pretty boy! In all his life, he had never seen such a bold child.

He had no feelings for Wanda Quincy, so he hadn’t been angry when he learned she had a child. All he needed was a fiancée to appease his family; any woman would do. But this child who had pointed at his nose and cursed him out...

Jasper Ford’s smile was a little too bright, making Beanie Quincy’s scalp tingle with dread. Although Beanie was young, he was very good at reading people. He could clearly sense the intense hostility coming from Jasper Ford. He wanted to cry!

’When is Mommy coming to get me? I’m scared!’

SOB SOB SOB...

Beanie Quincy’s small hand nervously tugged on Madam Ford’s sleeve. "Miss Ford, Beanie wants to go find Mommy. Can you take me?"

Jasper Ford raised an eyebrow. ’Heh, so the little brat knows how to find backup. Did he figure out I’m not easy to deal with? Clever little thing!’

"Mom, I’ll take him to find her," Jasper Ford offered.

Terrified, Beanie Quincy quickly grabbed Madam Ford’s hand. "Miss Ford, can Beanie go with you? This uncle looks so mean. Beanie is scared."

Madam Ford shot Jasper Ford a fierce glare and said, "Did you hear that? You’ve frightened the child! Go back to your room this instant, or have the butler put a sack over your head so you don’t scare him."

The butler wiped the cold sweat from his brow, not daring to move.

Jasper Ford didn’t get angry. Instead, he bent down and pulled Beanie Quincy out from behind Madam Ford.

"Help, Miss Ford! It’s murder! Ah, I’m going to die!" Beanie Quincy yelled frantically.

"One more peep and I’ll throw you out," Jasper Ford warned grimly, lifting Beanie Quincy with one arm. The threat made tears stream down the little guy’s face as he cast a pleading look at Madam Ford.

Madam Ford was furious and was about to scold Jasper Ford, but he spoke first. "I’m taking him to find his mommy. You should get some rest, Mom."

Jasper Ford walked away quickly, giving the butler a meaningful look as he left.

The butler said, "Madam, please let the Young Master take the child back. It’s getting late. Why don’t you go rest first?"

Downstairs, the hall was empty!

Vivian Quincy was gone.

Beanie Quincy made several calls, but the phone was turned off every time. He was terrified!

Jasper Ford watched the little man with a deadpan expression. Beanie might not look old, but his eyes were exceptionally shrewd, and he was a master of putting on an act. Every time Jasper looked at him, he would immediately put on a tearful, pitiful face. He was a total drama king!

Jasper Ford’s lips curved with amusement. "Where’s your mommy? Was she here?"

"My mommy doesn’t want me anymore. Uncle, I’m so pitiful," Beanie Quincy said, rubbing his red-rimmed eyes to force out tears.

Jasper Ford was amused by this subtle gesture. He crouched down and pinched the little guy’s cheek. "Don’t you still have a daddy?"

"I... I..." Beanie Quincy stammered, unable to answer.

A sexy smile played on Jasper Ford’s lips. "Cat got your tongue, little guy? Fess up. What’s your relationship with Wanda Quincy?"

Beanie Quincy’s small body trembled. ’I knew it, this old man is still investigating what happened that day! He’s the bad woman’s fiancé, so he must be a bad man too! Hmph!’

"I’m Wanda Quincy’s son!" Beanie Quincy declared loudly, craning his neck.

A glint flashed in Jasper Ford’s eyes. "She’s never had a son. You’re lying."

"I am her son, the real deal! My mommy doesn’t like you at all. She’s only with you for your money. She even secretly told me that after you two get married, she’s going to quietly kill you and then bring me and my daddy to the city to live in a big house."

"Oh?" Jasper Ford’s smile grew even brighter. "Then tell me where your daddy is. I’ll go ask him if that’s true."

"I..." Beanie Quincy was at a loss for words.

Jasper Ford tilted his face up, forcing him to meet his eyes. "Why’d you stop talking?"

"I... I..." How was Beanie Quincy supposed to know where his daddy was? Pushed into a corner, he let out a WAIL and burst into tears, grabbing Jasper Ford’s sleeve and crying, "Uncle, to tell you the truth, my daddy died a long time ago! He died on a dark and stormy night, and his body was burned to a crisp! WAHHHHH..."

A vein throbbed in Jasper Ford’s temple. He said coldly, "No more lies. Answer me honestly!"

"I’m not lying, Uncle, it’s all true! I’m so miserable, WAHHHH..." Beanie Quincy collapsed onto the floor, rubbing his eyes with both hands and wailing. The tragic sound was enough to move heaven and earth!

Madam Ford, who had been worried about Beanie Quincy, heard the crying and ran out. She saw Beanie sitting by Jasper Ford’s legs, his face purple from crying, and asked angrily, "Did you hit this child?"

"I didn’t hit him," Jasper Ford denied.

Madam Ford didn’t believe him. "Then why is Beanie crying all of a sudden?"

"He misses his daddy," Jasper Ford said, glancing leisurely at the little drama king on the floor. "Isn’t that right, Beanie?"

Madam Ford scolded him furiously. "Beanie’s daddy has been dead for a long time, and you bring it up right in front of him! You’re the one who made him cry! You heartless monster! His life is tragic enough, and you’re bullying him. Do you have any idea how much psychological trauma your actions could cause a child?"

"Miss Ford, don’t scold Uncle. It’s all Beanie’s fault," Beanie Quincy said, tugging on Madam Ford’s sleeve with his pale little hand.

This made Madam Ford even angrier. "You’re a grown man, yet you’re less sensible than a child!"

Madam Ford picked Beanie Quincy right up off the floor. After shooting Jasper Ford a vicious glare, she strode back into the Ford Family home and even locked the door, leaving Jasper Ford outside.