Apart
Terry stepped out of the bathroom and froze when he saw Benjamin.
Did he… come out the wrong door?
His little mouth hung open slightly, face dazed and confused.
Benjamin, sitting in his wheelchair, had that natural aura of power even when he wasn’t angry. His sharp peach blossom eyes seemed to hold a bottomless depth.
But the moment his gaze landed on the boy, it softened noticeably.
Unfortunately, Terry already had a terrible impression of him.
This was the bad guy who bullied Mommy—he was definitely not a good person.
“Hmph!”
Terry huffed silently in his heart and walked forward, hands feeling along the walls.
He remembered someone had said the big brother’s eyes didn’t work.
His gaze flickered—his brother was still in the room.
What if they got caught?
If something ha
