Love’s Little Miracles By Chloe Wallis
Chapter 34

Comment

Chapter 34

Chapter 34

It was a long day. When she heard no sound, she fasted forward the audio. She listened to the kids in the kindergarten giggling, the teachers reading the books for the kids, and occasionally, someone calling out Leon’s name.

Caroline’s face had been flooded with tears after she finished listening to her son’s day in kindergarten.

“How pitiful is the world without a sound? I can only hear the voices of other people’s children, but I can’t hear the voice of my own son,” she thought.

There were voices of other children who laughed at Leon. When she heard them calling him mute, especially Yasmin’s son. who bullied Leon outside and inside the school, it hurt her heart so much.

Her son, who couldn’t speak, couldn’t complain. She wondered what he would think at that time.

“Will he feel sad, indignant, aggrieved, and helpless?” she inused.

Caroline’s tears rolled down silently. She felt sorry for Leon because she wasn’t beside him when he was growing up after she gave birth to him. Now that they had met each other after a few years, he could not speak.

She thought of it. Then, she turned to the man on the bed and asked, “Quintin, you haven’t told me why Leo can’t talk

“Is Leo asleep?” Quintin asked..

“He’s sleeping already.”

“My son could talk. Two years ago, there was thunder and lightning that night, and I didn’t know what he saw, but he was so frightened that he fainted immediately. I took him to the hospital. Although he got well after that, he never spoke again. The doctor said he was suffering from aphasia.”

Quintin told her about the child’s symptoms, and it was rare for the two of them to have the time to calm down and talk. When Caroline listened, her tears gushed out even more. She wiped them away and said, “So Leo could be suffering from a stress disorder, and he was not born mute?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s all right, then. I think there’s a chance that he’ll recover.” She knew her son could recover from the stress disorder as long as he was not naturally mute.

Caroline looked lovingly at her son’s sleepy little face, feeling particularly distressed. She hoped that one day Leo could get better and be a normal child.

With the thought of a tough fight tomorrow, Caroline got ready for her day off and asked one last thing before switching off the lights, “I’m ready to go to bed. Do you want me to help you go to the bathroom?”

Quintin had been holding it for a long time. “Yes!” he replied.

He heard the woman get up. Quintin quickly said, “Get Flynn here!”

Caroline ignored him and went straight to the bathroom to get the urinal. Then, she said, “Don’t disturb anyone at this hour. Me or Flynn, it’s the same. Come on!”

“No!” Quintin didn’t want to do it in front of her.

“What a fickle mind you have! Serving you is a pain in the butt!” Caroline complained but turned him over on his side so he could use the urinal.

Quintin grabbed her and pinned her down on the bed. His temper flared again. “I said no! Don’t you understand?”

“Let go of me! My hands!” One of Caroline’s hands was pinned to his body, and the other was holding the urinal. She would. have bashed him with the urinal if not for his good look!

“What?” Quintin couldn’t see with his eyes. He had to touch everything to feel it.

He felt it a few more times. When he realized what he had touched, he flinched quicker than he did when scalding himself with boiling water.

“How does it feel?” Caroline scoffed.

Quintin let go of her immediately, feeling bad all of a sudden.

He could swear that he touched it a few more times because he couldn’t see a thing. It was unintentional.

He would go to hell if he had any ulterior motives.

Caroline got up and handed him the urinal. She ordered in an annoyed tone, “Do it now! You better hurry. Don’t make me do it! Hurry up!”

She sounded like an evil female coach.

Chapter 34

“Don’t look! Get outside!” Quintin asked her to step away, not wanting her to hear him pee.

“Okay! I’ll go outside. You can take your own sweet time pecing!”

Quintin continued peeing comfortably when he heard Caroline walk out the door.

Caroline saw a furtive figure outside the window at the far end of the hallway as she walked out of the main bedroom and went there.

Subconsciously, she ran in that direction. When she was approaching it, the figure bolted and fled right away.

Caroline immediately jumped out of the window, stepped on an air conditioner, and landed on the ground to chase the figure.

She continued chasing that person into the Ziegler family’s backyard, but the shadow disappeared into the trees. Caroline searched for a while but couldn’t replace a clue. However, she found a solitary black building nearby.

A light was lit in the little building. She looked up at the faint light, not knowing who lived there. When she turned around and got ready to go back, she suddenly heard a noise.

It sounded like a woman’s cry vaguely.

It was terrifying to hear a woman crying in the middle of the night. Also, there was a solitary small building there. It was far from the main establishment in that secluded area. It came off as a haunted, deserted house.

Caroline stopped. Driven by curiosity, she wanted to replace out who was crying there in the middle of the night.

She made her way toward the small building and went to the door. It opened before she could knock, and a familiar figure emerged.

With the aid of a ceiling lamp, Caroline figured out the face in front of her. She uttered in surprise, “Michael?”

“Mrs. Ziegler?” When Michael suddenly saw Caroline, he was more frightened than when she saw him. “What are you doing here?”

“I heard somebody crying up here, so I came to check on it. Who lives here?” Caroline asked curiously.

Michael explained with a slight twinkle in his eye, “No one. It’s late, Mrs. Ziegler. Go home now! Don’t come here again. It’s best not to come here at all.”

“Why?”

Michael had locked the door when he said, “A mad servant lives here. I’m afraid that she’ll hurt you, Mrs. Ziegler. Besides, Mr. David gave an order not to let anyone come here.”

“What brought you here then, Michael? Aren’t you afraid of the people inside?” Caroline questioned.

“I’m in charge of her care, Mrs. Ziegler!”

“Okay, I got it. I’m going back!” Caroline knew that she should not pry about the family affairs of a wealthy family. She waved as she headed back. Michael left with a sigh as he watched her walk away,

Back in the Tanglevine Residence, Quintin had already finished doing his personal problem and had been waiting for her.

When he heard her come in, he asked, “Where did you go? What took you so long?”

Caroline retorted, “You are such a control freak!”

Quintin was rendered speechless.

He found it utterly impossible to have a pleasant conversation with that woman, and anger was bottling inside him.

Caroline finally rested after cleaning the urinal.

As she lay down, she was still thinking about the secluded house in the backyard she had just been to and the cry that sounded lonely, which came from the inside.

“Who on earth is being kept inside? Is it really one of the Ziegler family’s servants? Would Quintin know if I ask him?” she contemplated.

Chapter 35