Dave looked at Hester. He knew very well why Hester was like this. It was because of him...
It was always because of him.
When he was kidnapped by Bette, Hester was injured.
When he was brought back to the United States by Braelyn, Hester wanted to stop Braelyn even though Hester was pregnant.
And now... A similar situation happened again.
Dave lowered his head with regret while wishing that he simply didn't exist in this world.
"I'm fine..." Hester reached out and touched Dave's head. She smiled weakly. "Most importantly, you're fine."
Dave bit his lower lip and shook his head desperately. He looked up with tears. "Sorry... Mommy, it's my fault. I can't protect myself..."
"What does that have to do with you?" Hester struggled to hold the devilish brat in her arms and panted. "You are just a child... In my eyes, you will always be a child that needs protection..."