Chapter 815

Meanwhile, Bryson had drifted off to sleep in Naomi's arms during their ride back to Yellowind Bay. She gently cradled Bryson's shoulder and kissed his forehead, feeling a deep tenderness in her heart. Outside the car window, the spring scenery was bright and warm, filling the world with color. Bryson meant everything to her, and the thought of losing him was unbearable. Half an hour later, they arrived back at Yellowind Bay. As Brendan carried Bryson into the house, Heather chided him, "Brendan, you could've called me when you went to pick up Bryson. I ended up going to preschool for nothing." Earlier, Heather had gone to pick up Bryson but couldn't find him, so she had called Brendan. Brendan had immediately known that Oscar must've taken Bryson, but he hadn't wanted to worry Heather. He'd told her that he'd picked Bryson up himself. As Heather continued her nagging, Brendan, carrying Bryson, said quietly, "I'll remember next time." Seeing Brendan's sincere attitude, Heather