“My mother is one of these people? Why did this man hit you?”

Lauren looked at her daughter in pain, and Damontry furrowed her eyebrows strangely.

“Mom, where is my father?”

Tears gathered in the eyes of that beautiful lady who lightly embraced her daughter.

"Don't be afraid, my dear. Your father is buying some things from the market."

She pulled her away lightly to rest her hands on her daughter's cheeks to wipe her tears while the other one was crying.

"Demi, my love, why are you crying?"

"Because you're crying, mom."

She said innocently, her small voice shaking to make Lauren laugh and wipe her tears.

"Look, I'm...