Mrs. Mu rushed over and embraced them, her glistening tears falling onto Gemma Bessemer's fair cheeks. The little dumpling immediately reached out with clumsy hands to wipe away Mrs. Mu's tears, comforting her in a soft, childlike voice."Sorry, pretty auntie. We won't run around anymore."As she spoke, she wrapped her chubby little arms around Mrs. Mu's neck, gently nuzzling her cheek.*Sigh*, if only I had known this would happen, I should have just beaten those brats and come back right away! No time wasted.Blair Housman also hurriedly leaned in, "Sorry, Mom. It's all my fault.""I took An'an to play, and I made you worry."Mrs. Mu wiped the tears from her face and quickly examined the two little treasures in her arms, her expression filled with heartache."Alright, let's go inside first."Then she instructed the nanny to bring the medical kit. Mrs. Mu personally applied the medicine.Gemma Bessemer had bruises on her arms and legs, but compared to Blair Housman's dishevel
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