Chapter 1920: Chapter 1920
Skye Brown saw the little girl holding a backpack, standing pitifully in front of her, and was extremely surprised.
She couldn’t help but ask, "Jo...Miss Wellington...why are you here again?"
It had been three days since Dylan Wellington walked away in anger that day.
In these three peaceful days, Skye Brown had almost forgotten about the incident, and the whole crew had settled down from the previous gossip atmosphere, getting back to normal shooting.
A small figure suddenly appeared outside the set.
Skye Brown’s assistant whispered, "I just ran into Miss Wellington outside the set. She looked like she had been crying, very sad... I... I couldn’t help but go up and ask if she needed help. She said she wanted to see you..."
The assistant didn’t know if bringing Molly Wellington inside was inappropriate.
But Miss Wellington had been sitting outside, hugging her backpack on the steps, with tears brimming in her eyes, looking really heartbreaking.
Gone was the usual arrogant demeanor; she... she looked so pitiful and in need of care...
"Alright, I understand." Skye Brown listened to the assistant and took a deep breath.
Well, not just her assistant, but even she couldn’t help but want to comfort Molly Wellington seeing her .
She walked over and crouched in front of Molly, trying to look her in the eye.
Then, in a friendly tone, gently asked, "Miss Wellington, what happened... why are you crying? Do you want to..."
"Wah—" The little girl with the backpack suddenly let it drop to the ground.
Then she opened her arms, wrapped them around Skye Brown’s neck, and buried her head in her embrace.
"Wah wah wah..." Molly Wellington’s cries seemed to want to lift the roof tiles.
"You-you-you... what’s wrong... Miss Wellington, please don’t cry..." Skye Brown was at a loss with the little girl’s crying.
Even though Molly’s crying was loud and right in her ear, strangely enough — Skye Brown felt only anxious and worried, without a hint of impatience or dislike.
The last time they met, Molly had been a slightly arrogant, spoiled little princess.
Yet just a few days later, she looked like an unwanted little doll, crying . Check latest chapters at novel·fire.net
"I... I’m not Miss Wellington... call me... call me Molly... boo hoo... Molly..." The little one, not knowing why, insisted Skye Brown change her address while sobbing.
Skye Brown quickly complied, "Okay, okay, Molly, even Aunt Skye will call you Molly, alright?"
She patted the little girl’s back to soothe her, feeling heartbroken seeing the child’s nose and eyes turn red from crying.
"Mm, mm..." Molly nodded while sobbing.
Skye comforted her for a while longer, and seeing she had stopped crying, she took the warm towel handed by the assistant and wiped her tear-streaked face clean.
Then she picked her up and carried her into the air-conditioned lounge, placing her on the sofa.
However, when she tried to put her down, Molly Wellington clung tightly to her sleeve, as if afraid she would leave, and wouldn’t let go.
"Aunt Skye, please... don’t go... Molly wants... wants you to help... can you help Molly, please?"
The childish voice, stripped of its initial pretense of toughness, now made Molly Wellington seem small and pitiful.
Skye Brown’s heart melted instantly.
Seeing the little girl afraid she would leave, she immediately crouched back down, staying in front of Molly.
She reached out to pet her head, producing a particularly warm smile, "Alright, what help does Molly want Aunt Skye to do? Tell Aunt Skye, and she’ll help you."
"Really?" The little lad tilted her head, blinking her adorable, watery almond-shaped eyes.
Skye Brown nodded, "Of course..."
What difficult request could a child have? "As long as Auntie can do it, Auntie will help you."
Little Molly finally smiled through her tears.
Her small white hand held onto Skye Brown, happily saying, "Then... Molly wants Aunt Skye to be Molly’s mother... Molly likes Aunt Skye. Aunt Skye can marry Daddy and be the bride, then you can be Molly’s mother..."
[End of update, see you tomorrow night~]