Caged By My Devil Uncle

I am angry and merry, and at the same time I am rather despairing.

Perhaps he had a great thrill on a stormy night. Is that why he had to change his last name when it should have been Kenneth Wilson?Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I slowly put my hand on his back and gently reassure him.

“Do not be scared, I am here.”

“Rumble!” Another rumble sounded and Kenneth pushed me into his arms again.

“Mommy, I am scared! Oops….”

“Kenneth, do not be scared, Mommy’s here.” I placated him with a certain helplessness.

Kenneth wrapped his hands around my waist, his strong body trembling in my thin arms and anyone would find it ridiculous to see this scene.

It happened that I could not laugh, for I felt more and more Kenneth’s fear from the bottom of my heart.

I have always known that the Wilson family had an illegitimate child, but no one has ever seen the mother of the illegitimate child. Some people say that his mother was a foreigner and died a long time ago. Others say that his mother worked illegally and then wanted to hook up with the Wilson family and intentionally fathered a child, but the Wilson family refused to admit it and eventually had to leave. Some even say that Lionel gave her a sum of money so she could run away.

No matter what the allegation, it has not been confirmed out of Lionel’s mouth.

I have heard that he left the Wilson family when he was very young. If I had not happened to come into the Wilson family, I do not think I would have ever laid eyes on Warren’s uncle in my life. Had Kenneth not been a level sentry and an amazing business talent, the Wilson family would have recognized him. Over time, many people have long forgotten that the Wilson family has such an illegitimate child.

As such, Kenneth must carry a psychological shadow in his heart that has not gone away since he became an adult.

A flash of lightning twitched through the darkness and I saw the frightened expression on Kenneth’s face. He was like a helpless little animal in the night, making people look pitiful.

He must have suffered a severe mental trauma, so every time this scene comes up again, he gets agitated.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door. “Sir, are you all right?” That’s Cliff’s voice.

I wanted to get up from the bed and open the door for him, but my body was tightly gripped by Kenneth.

“He’s fine, he’s just holding me and not letting me go.” I replied in the doorway.

“Miss Chris, please keep an eye on me, do not let him near any sharp weapons, do not!”

I looked around and there was no blade or anything sharp in the room. “There is no knife in the room.”

“No knife is good, but you should also make sure he does not hurt himself, Miss Chris, please.”

“Good.” I looked at the man who was still quietly living in his own world and had no idea what was happening outside.

“Miss Chris, I was outside the door. If you have anything, call me.”

“Hmm.” I heard that tone of voice from Cliff and thought that Kenneth always had something like that on a stormy night.

“Miss Chris, please calm him down. His mood is very volatile right now. You must not let him harm himself.”

“Self-harm?” I look at this cute big man in my arms and can hardly imagine Kenneth harming himself.

“Yeah, he almost died once, but luckily I found him in time.”

I gently touch his soft blond hair and think of how sweet and smart he was as a little boy.

“Mommy’s not going to leave Kenneth, is she?”

Although I do not know what happened to Kenneth, I have quickly become accustomed to this identity. “No, Kenneth is so good that Mommy will not leave him.”

“Mommy is so nice. Kenneth likes Mommy the best.” Kenneth kissed me on the cheek.

This kiss is different than usual, with a hint of childlike innocence.

“Kenneth, it’s getting late. Shall we go to bed?” I coaxed him patiently.

“Well, Mommy, I am afraid you are going to go as soon as I fall asleep.” Kenneth clutched my dress tightly.

I gently shaved his nose. “Mommy is not going to leave. She’s here to see you off. Kenneth, go to sleep.”

“Then Mommy can sing me a lullaby so I can fall asleep.” Kenneth put his arms around my neck.

At that moment I got caught up in the play and can not even laugh at the man in my arms. “I can not sing a lullaby or I’ll tell you a story.”

“Yeah, my favorite thing to listen to is Mama’s stories.” Kenneth buried his head in my arms.

“Kenneth, lie down first and I’ll tell you a story in a minute.” I helped Kenneth lie down, and Kenneth’s fingers were still tugging at the corners of my clothes.

“Mommy can start.”

“There’s an Avery son on a planet in space who’s accompanied by a little rose he loves very much….”

Unconsciously a steady sound of breathing sounded beside him and Kenneth fell asleep listening.

“Miss Chris, have you fallen asleep?”

“Well, he fell asleep. Go back and get some rest too. I’ll take good care of him.”

“Then please, Miss Chris.” Cliff was relieved to leave.

I looked calmly at the big man in my arms. As long as it was thundering outside, he would unconsciously hide in my arms.

“Mommy ….” mumbled Kenneth.

“Be good, I am here.”

I was afraid he would give extreme impulses after falling asleep, and kept my eyes open until dawn, until the wind outside died down before I fell asleep.

I think that night will be my most memorable night.

Kenneth’s pov

The next day, warm sunshine came in through the window lattice, and my biological clock woke me up.

There is a unique scent in my nose with the smell of a woman. When I look again, I am buried in a woman’s chest, resting my hands on her waist the way you used to snuggle into your mother’s arms as a child.

What happened last night comes to mind. I pictured myself calling Chris mommy over and over and could not wait to find a crack in the ground.

Damn it, what have I done!

The first time I’d done something so shameful, I’d subconsciously wanted to run away.

As soon as I took my hand back, Chris opened her eyes and looked at me.

“Kenneth….”

“Do not call me that!” I threatened viciously.