“Mommy...” Raya heard Julianna’s voice and struggled to leave Toomas ’s arms. Her small legs dashed towards Julianna.
Toomas looked at his hand. He felt a little disappointed at the loss of warmth.
He stood rooted at the spot dumbly. Julianna used her right hand to carry the small girl and placed her fingers on her daughter’s face as if checking for something.
Julianna hugged her daughter tightly. She was worried to death, and she would not dare to leave Raya alone again.
It was then that she looked up and looked at the man who was holding her daughter.
Is it him?
Her eyes widened slightly. How could it be him? The doctor drew her blood twice.
“We see again.” Toomas approached her. Without the doctor’s coat, he had a special air of casualness, and it seemed like that was his real self. He liked to travel around the world and had only recently returned.
“Yes, what a coincidence.” Julianna was somewhat embarrassed. If so, then he wasn’t trying to kidnap her daughter. However, she was still surprised and didn’t understand why this man would appear and was even hugging Raya.
“You shouldn’t have left her by herself here,” Toomas said lightly. He did not have any intention of accusing or scaring the woman, but it was a fact.
Julianna hugged her daughter tight again, fear striking her heart belatedly.
“Mommy, Raya is hurting.” Raya pushed against Julianna. She was hugging her so tightly.
Her body became lighter, and she was in Toomas ’s arms again.
“I’ll hold her. She’ll feel uncomfortable that way.”
Julianna caressed Raya’s face apologetically. She really did use too much strength just now.
“Let’s go. I’ll send you guys back.” He didn’t understand why he was acting so kindly. Toomas chuckled at himself for being so nosy. He had always been a person who rarely interfered with other people’s business.
This time seemed to be an exception though.
“Julianna, aren’t you coming?” He walked a few steps forward and looked back, asking the woman standing dazed on the spot. He really didn’t know how such a silly woman had given birth to a daughter and had managed to raise her to this age.
“How did you know my name?” Julianna hurriedly caught up with him in small steps. In his arms, Raya was hugging the doll and blinked her eyes from time to time.
She rubbed her eyes, feeling sleepy, and then hugged the doll and fell asleep in Toomas ’s arms with ease.
“She fell asleep.” Toomas stopped in his tracks, at a loss about what to do with Raya already asleep in his arms. This little child was like a crystal doll and was extremely cute. Her face was round and chubby, and her soft and pink lips were pouting. She was extremely fond of the doll, and her hands hugged the doll in her arms tightly. She was sleeping now and was very reliant on him. He rarely held children, so he was momentarily stunned.
This child was really a femme fatale. No wonder both gentlemen were willing to help her.
Well, she was tired. She got up early in the morning so it was about time she slept. Julianna walked towards her sleeping daughter, feeling sorry for her.
“Yes, let’s go.”
Toomas walked forward again. Julianna followed him and hesitated for a long time before she opened her mouth.
“How do you know my name?” She did not remember wrongly. He had indeed called her Julianna, and she was sure that she had never told him her name—plus they had only met twice.
“I’m a doctor,” Toomas said blandly. Julianna suddenly remembered that she had written down her particulars when she sold her blood.
“I’m Toomas .” Toomas was tall and had long legs, but he was careful in matching his pace strides with Julianna’s. He held the child stably. He was a man, and the child was small, so he was like a big cradle.
“Thank you.” Julianna thanked him again. It seemed she didn’t know what else to say other than that. In his arms, Raya was sleeping securely. Her little face was red, and she had not been awoken. This was the difference between a man and a woman.
Whenever Raya was by her side, she always insisted on walking on her own for fear of tiring her mother out. Even when her mother was holding her, she was not able to sleep soundly.
However, today, in Toomas ’s arms, she actually slept so soundly.
She, her mother, had never let her daughter experience this before.
“I don’t like to receive so many thanks. Everything I did was because I felt like it, not to exchange for your words of gratitude.” Toomas turned his head to the side and looked into Julianna’s sad eyes.
“Her father?” He wanted to know what kind of man would be so irresponsible as to let his woman sell her blood to save the child.
“Her father?” Julianna lowered her head lightly. “She doesn’t have a father.” It was true. Her daughter did not have a father, only a mother. Her father did not even know of her existence and would not be happy about her birth.
He was doing very well with a wife whom he loved so much.
So was she... because of her cute daughter.
“I’m sorry,” Toomas apologized. He should have known. Only a single mother would have it so hard. It was certainly not easy raising a child single-handedly.
“It’s okay. We’re doing fine.” Julianna smiled dismissively. Were they really okay, though? They were doing fine, but how fine were they fine?
Fine enough to make her sell her blood?
Toomas turned his head, only to see Julianna’s face still a little pale. Her expression has always held a hint of fatigue since three years ago... and perhaps all the way till now.
He felt slightly uneasy, as if his heart had been pricked by something sharp. It was a feeling he had once felt.
He pressed his lips together and held the little girl more firmly in his arms without saying a thing. He looked down to see that Raya’s hand was clutching the clothes on her chest. Her small fingers were really pretty, pink, and lovely.
He continued holding the child in his arms until Julianna stopped in her steps.
“What?” He lifted his eyebrows.
Julianna was a little embarrassed. Was she troubling him too much, considering they were strangers?
“We’re here.” She pointed to a small house in front. That was her home.
Toomas picked up Raya in his arms and walked directly forward. Julianna could only follow helplessly.
She opened the door. He only noticed her fingers. They were long and slender but did not hold much strength.
The room door opened. The few pieces of furniture in the room were extremely simple and old. There was a bed, an old cupboard, and there was a huge basin on the ground filled with a pile of clothes.