Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441

Harold counted his father’s strengths on his fingers. 

Meanwhile, Duke pursed his lips and cleared his throat.” Enough. Quiet down now. Some things don’t have to be pointed out.” 

Adina was speechless. 

What? Did this man think that Harold was right? 

Why did she not feel that this man liked her? 

Maybe he liked her, but he just liked some of her aspects. After all, he never hid his interest in her body. Adina cleared her throat and said, “Hal, the tires of my car have been punctured. Do you have anything to do with it?) 

Harold shook his head like a rattle. “It wasn’t me! I have nothing to do with it!” 

Duke’s aura instantly turned cold. 

Adina looked to the side, and Duke’s cold aura immcdiately vanished. He even walked a few steps to the side. 

“Hal, I want you to be honest,” Adina seriously said.” Even if you did it, I won’t blame you. But I want you to be honest.” 

Harold blinked. “Will you hate me if I lie?” 

“No matter what you do, I’ll still love you, but…” Her expression was stern and serious. “If you develop a habit of telling lies, I’ll be extremely disappointed. I don’t want you to be such a kid.” 

Harold lowered his head. “Sorry, Mommy. It’s my fault.” 

It sounded like he was starting to sob. “I don’t want you to go back. I didn’t want to be away from you, so I secretly punctured the tires. Sorry… I’m really sorry.” 

“That’s okay. You know what you did wrong, and you can make it right. You’re a good boy.” Adina stroked his hair. “But you can’t do it anymore, alright?” 

Mr. Brown already sensed that something was wrong. He took a step back and was about to run away from the scene. 

“I peed on dad’s bed.” 

Harold closed his eyes and hopelessly confessed. Adina was completely shocked. “Aren’t there toilets? Why did you pee on your dad’s bed?” 

“I… I…” Harold could feel a strong killing intent, and he nearly cried out of fear. “Papa Brown put some dust on dad’s bed, but I felt that it didn’t do anything. I wanted to pee, so…” 

Duke’s expression was pretty much as dark as charcoal. 

He had severe mysophobia. Now that his bed was stained with pee, he no longer wanted that bedroom anymore. The corners of Adina’s lips twitched, and she looked over at Mr. Brown. “Why did you make the bed dirty?” 

Mr. Brown had never felt so awkward before. 

Why did he do such a thing at his age?