My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 314 New Friend

Upon hearing this, Merton looked at Desmond’s stubborn face and suddenly understood that Desmond

didn’t know how to

make friends with other children.

Merton knew about Desmond from Cynthia. Since Desmond was a child, he had a mature personality

and a high IQ, He had always behaved seriously and maturely, so he didn’t even know how to play with

children.

There was only his sister who was the same age as him, and he had no chance to contact other people

at all.

Merton looked at him with affection, and looked at Keller. She was much more lively than her brother, and she was always eager to make friends.

Merton had an idea. She knelt down, held Keller’s hand, and said gently, “Desmond doesn’t know how

to make friends. Can you show him?”

Desmond thought it was not that he didn’t know how to make friends, but he didn’t like making friends

with these little kids.

Desmond, who was mature in heart, forgot that he was only three years old.

Keller nodded after hearing Merton’s words. “Okay, I’ll show my brother. My mother taught me how to

make friends at home

before.”

She was excited, and when she nodded, she was very cute.

Keller looked around and saw a little girl in a white dress in the corner. With tears in her eyes, she was

sitting on a small bench, looking very pitiful.

Keller ran over and stood in front of the little girl. She took out a chocolate candy and handed it to her.

“Don’t cry. I’ll give you chocolate. It’s sweet, and you’ll feel much better after eating it.”

The little girl was crying sadly. When she suddenly heard such an energetic voice, she raised her head

in surprise. She stared blankly at Keller and stood up from the small bench.

She looked very cute, with a small round face, and she was not as tall as Keller when she stood up.

Keller looked at the little girl who was half a head shorter than her, and she was very excited. Whether

in the Smith family or the Green family, she was the youngest child. She had long envied other children

who had younger brothers and sisters.

She quickly stuffed the chocolate into the little girl’s hand and looked at her with sparkling eyes. “My

name is Keller, you can call me Keller. You are so cute. Can we be friends?”

The little girl stared at the exquisitely packaged chocolate candy in her hand and said timidly, “Okay,

my name is Fanny.”

Fanny still remembered the scene of Keller sharing snacks with the children. She never thought that

Keller would take the initiative to make friends with her. She blushed and was very happy.

Keller was happy. This was the first friend in her life besides her brother.

When Merton saw the two little girls holding hands and whispering to each other, she was very

pleased, and said to Desmond, “Keller has found her friend. You can try it too. You can make a lot of

friends in kindergarten.”

Just after saying this, the principal called Merton. She hurriedly gave Desmond a cheering gesture and

left.

Desmond looked at the two little girls with a cold expression. His sister was about to be taken away. He

walked towards the

two.

As he got closer, he heard his sister’s voice. “Fanny, why were you crying just now? Did you miss your

mother?”

Tears welled up in Fanny’s eyes.

Desmond frowned. This girl liked crying.

Fanny’s voice was sweet. “Dad and Mom just moved here, and I don’t know anyone. I miss Mom and

Dad. No one plays with

me.”

Keller patted her on the shoulder. “My brother and I are your friends. You will not be alone. Mom and

Dad will pick us up at

night.”

When Fanny heard this, there were still tears in her eyes, but she smiled. “Yes, we are friends.”

Desmond thought that girls were so strange.

When Keller saw her brother coming, she dragged him over and proudly introduced him to Fanny. “This

is my brother Desmond. We were born on the same day.”

Fanny exclaimed, and then asked curiously, “Are you twins? Why do you look different?”

“We are fraternal twins, so we look different.” Desmond explained impatiently.

Keller added. “Yes, one of us looks like my father, and the other looks like my mother. My brother and

my father look exactly

the same.”

Fanny looked at Desmond and suddenly said, “Your father must be very handsome.”

Desmond was stunned for a moment, with a blush on his cheeks. This little girl was praising him for

being handsome. Besides

his sister, he had to protect her.

Keller and Fanny went to play on the slide in the yard. Desmond took out a book and read it while

sitting where he could see

them.

Not long after, a shadow was cast on the page of the book. Desmond raised his head and saw a

strange woman standing in front of him. She was wearing a kindergarten teacher’s attire, with an

exaggerated smile on her face.

Desmond frowned tightly. For some reason, he didn’t like this woman.

“Teacher, you are blocking me from reading.”

When he said these words lightly, Miya felt a strong sense of oppression.

She moved away subconsciously. Desmond glanced at her and continued to read. Miya coughed lightly

and said softly, “Desmond, you can’t read in the sun. It’s bad for your eyesight.”

Desmond raised his head. “I am not sitting in the sun.”

The light here was just right, and he could see his sister and Fanny. It was the most suitable place for

reading. Desmond didn’t

know what this teacher wanted to do.

As Miya smiled, she took out the fruit from behind and said, “This is the fruit that I specially prepared for

you. It’s very

sweet.”

This teacher was weird.

Desmond closed the book and looked at her. “Do all children have this?”

Miya quickly said, “No, this is the fruit that I prepared for you, and no other children have it.”

She wanted to please him.

Desmond frowned and suddenly asked, “Why did you give it to me? To please me? But I am just a

child, why do you want to please me?”

Miya didn’t expect him to be so keen at such a young age. When he looked at her, a cold sweat

suddenly rose on her back.

“I see you were reading here alone, and I’m afraid that you will be bored. If you don’t eat, I will take it

away.”

Miya made a move to take the fruit away, but Desmond remained unmoved. This little boy was really

difficult to deal with.

But Miya didn’t give up. She handed the fruit to Desmond. “Come on, open your mouth. This fruit is

sweet. I’ll give it to other

children later.”

“What’s the matter with you?” Desmond turned his head impatiently and refused her feeding.

Miya’s expression was gloomy for a moment, but she quickly hid it, and asked, “Desmond, I saw your

parents today and thought they looked familiar, but I couldn’t remember them. Can you tell me?”