You Are The Apple of My Eyes
Chapter 909 Waiting In Expectation

Sound and Sampson were about the same age, and their birthdays were only one day away, so how could Sampson hold a girl who was almost of the same weight with him? When Sound's head fell on Sampson's shoulder, the two of them fell on the bed at the same time.

Nina was so anxious that she quickly reached out her hand to support them. At the same time, John hurried to the other side of the bed, fearing that the two children would fall off the bed.

Fortunately, when John was secretly hugging Nina, he folded a new quilt into a strip as a fence. Sound and Sampson's heads were just resting on the quilt.

The kids didn't fall down. John and Nina breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

When the two fell on the quilt, their bodies were separated.

Sound frowned but didn't open her eyes. She just waved her small hands and muttered, "Hug me... Hug me..."

Nina smiled.

Sampson stretched out his arms to hug Sound. Before he could touch her, his chubby arm was held as Sound smacked her lips and slept soundly.

Sampson blinked. His eyelashes were curly and dense, and there were still tears in his eyes. His dark eyes were as clear as the sky which was washed by the heavy rain.

At the sight of this, Nina said softly, "Sampson, Sound has been in sleep. It's time for you to close your eyes and go to bed, right?"

Sampson turned his head to look at Nina for a while, as if she had seen his gentle mother. Then he turned his head to look at the little girl holding his hand, and slowly closed his eyes to sleep.

With Nina and Sound around, Sampson cried less and less. At night, as long as Sound slept with him, Sampson would sleep obediently.

Therefore, Sampson went to North Yard to sleep every night.

During the day, Sampson was taken care of by Howard in the Ye's villa. Since it was Noah's son, Howard was incredibly nice to Sampson. He always talked to Sampson with a smile and took good care of him. Howard had no experience in taking care of children, so he read books and even went to consult with experienced people to learn it. In short, he did everything for Sampson by himself.

He seemed to make up for what he had owed his son to Sampson.

Sampson was not the only child in the Ye's villa. Iker was also there. However, most of the time, Iker could only stand aside and watch as Howard took care of Sampson.

In the past, Howard was not very close to him, and now with Sampson, it was less likely that Howard be good to him. At such a young age, Iker felt very sad but was unable to express it.

Henry was a gentle father. He would take measures as soon as he noticed the disappointment on Iker's face, which didn't lead to the bad relationship between the two of them. Iker often took Sampson out to play.

However, when Sampson got injured, Howard would scold Iker.

As he grew up, Iker had learned to explain when Howard scolded him.

As for Sampson, he had gradually adapted to the life without his father, but he kept the habit of moving a small stool to sit at the gate and look at the roadside eagerly every evening.

No matter what the weather or season was, Sampson kept sitting at the gate waiting for Noah.

Four years had passed. Sampson had been five years old, but Noah still hadn't returned.

At the age of five, Sampson could understand many things. Henry told him that Noah had the task of rescuing people. Many people needed Noah's help, and he would come back after helping those in need. Sampson thought Noah was a doctor. Henry just smiled and didn't explain anything.

After that, Sampson had the expectation and hope.

In the evening, when Sampson went to the gate to wait for Noah, he no longer kept it as a habit, but filled his heart with expectation and hope. Dad would come back!

He didn't know when Noah would come, so he just sat at the door as usual, hoping that Noah could see him as soon as he came back. Then he would ask his father put him on the shoulders, just like how Sound sat on her father's shoulders.

In summer, the evening breeze was blowing gently.

Sampson still didn't see Noah, but he would always see Sound.

"Sampson!" As the car approached, a soft and sweet voice came to Sampson's ears as the breeze blew to him.

Sampson looked to the direction of the sound and always saw Sound's little head stuck out of the black car. Her black hair was blown by the wind, revealing her chubby face. Sound was greeting him.

After the car stopped, Vance got out of the car first, and then turned around to carry Sound out of the car.

With John's genes, Vance was now 1.6 meter tall at the age of eleven. He was handsome, but still looked very young. From his face, everyone could say that he was just a little boy.

But when he held Sound in his hands, he looked as mature as an adult.

"Brother, put me down." Sound shook her legs and asked Vance to put her down. Then she ran towards Sampson and shouted happily, "Sampson, come to my home. Vance and I are here to pick you up." She stopped beside Sampson and held his hand naturally.

"Sound." Sampson called out his most familiar name, and then looked at Vance who was walking towards him. "Vance."

"Hello, Sampson." Rubbing his head, Vance said to the two, "Get in the car first. I'll go and tell Sampson's grandfather and Uncle Henry about it."

This was what he said and did every day.

Even though Sampson had been sleeping in North Yard for four years, the person who came to pick up Sampson must inform Howard and Hanson, or he couldn't take Sampson away.

When Vance entered the Ye's villa, Sound and Sampson quietly sat in the car.

When Vance came back, the car slowly drove to North Yard.

In North Yard, a piece of news had been broadcast on the TV all day round, and John had been watching it carefully.

Donald asked in curiosity, "Dad, why are you watching this news all the time?"

It was a piece of news about the police and the criminal group. This morning, it had been announced that the criminal group was annihilated. Now it was a rebroadcast, but John just watched it again. John didn't answer, and Donald had been used to it. But he was really curious, so he kept asking.

Donald made a guess, "Dad, do you also have a share in that group?"

"...." John cast a cold glance at Donald who was talking nonsense.

Donald was frightened by this death stare. "Dad, don't look at me like that! Don't scare me. We can't do anything against the law."

"Get off!" When John raised his hand and waved it at Donald's head, Donald quickly shrank back his head and fell on the sofa. He had been practicing fighting all year round and was beaten by John very often so he was very flexible and fast now.

John didn't manage to touch Donald.

Donald raised his eyebrows at John with a complacent smile. John just cast a cold glance at him. The next second, John raised his fist and punched to Donald's belly.

Donald's expression changed abruptly.

He quickly turned over to avoid John's fist and got out of the sofa.

"Loach." John commented.

Donald said with a mischievous smile, "Then you are the old loach. I'll pick them up at the gate."

"No need. I saw them just now." When Nina came down from the second floor, she had changed into comfortable loungewear.

"Dinner is finally ready," said Donald.

"Are you hungry?" John stood up and walked towards Nina.

Rubbing his belly, Donald answered, "A little."

"I didn't ask you." John glanced at him.

Donald looked up at Nina and John who were standing together, he understood something.

Well, he didn't deserve his father's care.

Nina looked at the news on TV and asked, "Is Noah coming back?"☐☐☐☐☐