I Don't Mind Breaking His Legs

Jackson didn't lift a step upstairs, but only ordered, "Go and bring the child down."

"Sure!"

Camilla noticed the coldness in the man's eyes, so she went upstairs.

The second room on the second floor to the left was Daisy's room, and the door was open at the moment.

The room was furnished with a flower-carved princess bed decorated with gauze in a sweet pale pink, so beautiful.

Bubsy was sleeping there.

That's what happens to little kids of that age. They sleep several times a day.

Daisy hadn't slept. Having just woken up not long ago in the morning, she was not yet asleep and it was not nap time.

She saw the maid walk in, who went over and patted the baby on the bed, moving gently and carefully, picking him up slowly in her arms only after the little one had gotten used to the touch.

"Jackson is coming over and wants to see Bubsy."

Camilla turned around after saying gently to Daisy on the bed.