Daniel's brow furrowed. His heart ached as he listened to her low sobs.

His big, warm hand stroked the back of her head one after another, saying softly, "it's okay. Don't worry, auntie will be all right."

Bella gradually calmed down with Daniel's comfort.

She gently pushed him away. Her eyes were reddened, sniffled and said, "I'm sorry. I was in a hurry just now, so I couldn't help being angry with you."

He smiled faintly, raised his hand, rubbed the top of her hair, and said, "it's okay. Don't worry about it. I totally understand."

"I'll go, then. I'm sorry about the ad proposal. I'll tell you more when...