Chapter 612 When Kids Are in Pain, They Cry
Adeline's eyebrows knitted together.
Jasper, standing nearby, shot Lauren a frosty look. "You three are going to get the DNA?"
He frowned, "Just have him tell us where Molly is, and I'll send someone to handle it."
Jasper didn't think retrieving DNA was a job for three kids.
Any of the bodyguards at home were well-trained, efficient, and would handle it without any mistakes.
"But Bennett wants to go personally," Blake said, lifting his head slightly. "He said Molly's location isn't fixed, and she's very cautious. If we send someone, it will eventually alert her. But if he goes personally, Molly won't be suspicious. She'll just think Bennett misses her and wants to see her. As for bringing the two of us along..."
Blake glanced discontentedly at Lauren, "It's purely because Lauren is afraid Bennett won't come back after finding Molly, so she wants to go with him."
After speaking, he looked up at Jasper, "Daddy, what do you think?"
Jasper furrowed his brows and gave Blake a long look. "Are you finished eating?"
Blake nodded, "I'm already full."
"Push me upstairs," Jasper said, taking a step back with his wheelchair. "I'll discuss it with you in detail."
Blake ran over and struggled to push Jasper's wheelchair into the elevator.
Watching the elevator doors close, Adeline sighed deeply. She was about to say something when she noticed the faint, mottled bloodstains on the stairs.
Adeline's brows furrowed deeply as she instinctively glanced at the spot where the plate had shattered on the floor. Sure enough, the bloodstain started from where the shards were.
Adeline quickly stood up, instructing the servants to clean up the shards and telling Lauren not to step on the floor, while she carefully stepped around the shards and headed upstairs.
In the children's room upstairs, Bennett was biting a towel, using tweezers to remove the shards from his foot.
Bennett was sweating from the pain but didn't make a sound.
When Adeline pushed the door open, he was so startled that he almost knocked over the bottle of alcohol on the table.
Adeline quickly rushed over to steady it, preventing the alcohol from spilling all over the floor.
"Thanks," Bennett reluctantly said, then put his foot, still embedded with shards, down.
"Do you need something?" he asked.
Adeline glanced at the shards on the table and the blood on Bennett's hands and feet, feeling a pang of pain in her heart.
Bennett used to be a child who would cry out loudly whenever he was in pain. He liked to act spoiled when he was in pain, asking Adeline and Lauren for treats and seeking Blake's affection.
Adeline knew that Bennett always exaggerated his pain on purpose, wanting to entertain everyone with his performance and, at the same time, distracting himself from the pain.
But now, this Bennett, who endured all the pain and bit a towel to treat his wounds. In a way, this was the most genuine Bennett when he was hurt.
She sighed, walked over, and sat down beside him. Bennett's frown deepened as he glanced at her warily, instinctively shrinking back. But how could a six-year-old child escape an adult?
Adeline directly grabbed his ankle, exposing his injured foot. There were still a few shards embedded in it.
She sighed, holding his ankle with one hand and gently using tweezers to remove the shards with the other, "How could you be so careless?"
Bennett, who had been sitting, was now lying on the bed due to Adeline's pull. He couldn't muster any strength, and his injured foot hurt so much that he didn't struggle.
But just because his body didn't struggle didn't mean his mouth wouldn't.
Bennett frowned and looked at Adeline's face. "It's none of your business! I've told you, stop being so fake with me! I'm not Blake or Lauren; I won't be fooled by you!"
Adeline frowned, "Even if I'm being fake, I'm still helping you treat your wound bit by bit. How does that harm you? Why resist?"
She removed the last shard and took out a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to disinfect him.
"Besides, you're hurt. If I care about you, does that automatically mean I'm being fake? Should I just watch you fail to treat your wound properly, let it get infected, and make you sick? Would that be genuine? Do you think you're not worthy of others' sympathy or care?"
Saying this, she gave him a light smack on the butt, "Stop talking nonsense!"
It didn't hurt much, but tears welled up in Bennett's eyes. He didn't know if it was because his butt hurt from the smack, his foot hurt, or her words had pierced his heart.
In the past, he had never received anyone's care except for Sebastian's.
Bennett didn't remember the past, but Molly had told him that he was disobedient and didn't listen to her, which caused an explosion at home.
He caused significant damage to the house and made both his and Sebastian's health poor, leaving Sebastian with lasting effects. So Molly didn't like him, and the bodyguards around Molly also hated him.
Since he could remember, whether he was injured, fell, or was whipped by Molly, only Sebastian cared about him.
Bennett gradually got used to this life, thinking that no one else in the world would care about him except Sebastian.
After all, even his own mother, Molly, would beat and scold him at the slightest provocation. So he thought Adeline and Jasper were hypocritical.
How could a stranger care about a child that even his own mother didn't like for no reason?
But now, Adeline's actions in treating his wound were serious and focused, as if she was always afraid of hurting him, so her movements were particularly gentle.
Bennett felt like his heart had been pierced, with warm and soft blood flowing in, spreading warmth through his entire body, which made him want to cry and feel his whole body heat up.
After Adeline finished treating and bandaging his wound, she turned around and saw Bennett's tear-streaked face.
She smiled, raised her hand, and ruffled his hair, "That's more like it. You're only six years old. When a child is in pain, they should cry. If you don't cry now, you won't be able to cry when you grow up."
After saying this, Adeline pressed him down on the bed and covered him with a blanket. "Didn't you say you have to get Molly's DNA tomorrow? Try not to walk on this foot tonight, or you won't be able to go out tomorrow."
Bennett bit his lip, staring blankly at Adeline's face. "Are you willing to let Blake and Lauren go with me to get my mother's DNA sample?"
If they tested the DNA on the spot tomorrow and it turned out that Blake and Lauren were also Molly's children, just like him, wouldn't that make her sad?
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