“What are you doing here?”

Byron brought Wendy to the edge of the woods and asked with a blank expression.

Hearing this, Wendy looked at the little one in her arms. “I was worried about Estie, so I came here to have a look. Don’t worry, I won’t cause you any trouble.”

After she spoke, Byron’s cold, hard voice sounded again. “Since you’ve checked and Estie is doing well, you can go back now.”

Wendy’s expression froze. “Byron, I came all the way here. You can’t possibly not even have a meal with me or something, right…?”

After saying this, she lowered her head in remorse and muttered, “I know that you’re still blaming me for the last time I laid my hands on Estie, but I swear I didn’t mean it. All these years, I’ve always treated her as my own child. How can I even bring myself to harm her? Besides, you’ve taught me a lesson for what happened the last time. Please just forgive me.”

When she brought up the time she hit Estie, Byron’s expression got even colder. “I’m not the person y