Darling, it's hurt

Tristan was furious, however, he couldn't do anything to them. After all, Alia was just a child. Soon, Adrian was pushed into the operating room. Tristan and Stella waited outside. Looking at how fragile she was, he held her hand tightly and comforted her softly, "It's okay. Believe me, Stella. I am a doctor. I am telling you, he will be fine. He will be alright. It's just a minor operation." "He was trembling in my arms at that time. Tristan, I am more afraid that he will have psychological trauma when he wakes up. Will this affect his height? Will there be any sequels?" "He will be okay. He will be fine as his bones were not severely damaged!" Seeing the man by her side, RK's expression was terrible. He sat on the bench, and Alia sat beside him. She tugged at his shirt sleeve with her little hands and said weakly, "Daddy, I am sorry. I know I was wrong!" She knows that she was wrong. She would never do it again. But... But she hated it very much when others mentioned her mother to he