The man laughed.

“If you go out and tell people about this, they will say that we're bullying you. Let's go. I'll take you to the canteen and tell them to cook you something."

“Cook me something?’ Erica's eyes lit up as she asked cheerfully,

"Really?"

The man was amused by her.

“Why would I Lie to you?"

“Great! Thank you so much!"

Luckily, Erica met a kind-hearted man and ended up having a nice meal thanks to him.

After lunch, she rested for some time before going to the training ground.

However, she wasn't fit for the training at all. As soon as she got there, she asked straightly for a leave with the excuse that she had a stomachache.

But while Tessie was still practicing with the soldiers, Erica felt embarrassed to go back to the dormitory on her own and decided to sit nearby to watch the rest of the training.

Less than an hour later, Wesley showed up with a long face. Erica was feeling a bit Lazy up until she saw her father. Immediately, she put on a bright smile and ran over to him.

“Dad, my dear dad! Did you come here to see me?"

‘Wow, it must be Matthew who called Dad!‘ she thought to herself.

But Wesley didn't receive Erica gently. Instead, he reached out his hand and pinched her ear.

“Did you call Matthew?" He had deliberately chosen not to give her a cellphone, nor had he allowed her to buy one herself. Yet she still found a way to contact Matthew.

“Ouch, it hurts, Dad! Let go of me first!" Erica yelled. Her father was twisting her ear so ruthlessly that she could swear that he would rip it off her head at any moment.

"Well, it seems you've made some progress in the past few years. Now you know you're supposed to call Matthew when you are in trouble,"

Wesley mocked. Unfortunately for Wesley, however, Matthew always had a way to stop him from teaching Erica a lesson

With a flattering smile, Erica held her father's arm and behaved Like a spoiled child.

"No, I didn't. He came to see me on his own. Besides, even Matthew is not angry with me anymore, Dad. I'm your daughter, your own blood! Isn't it about time you stop being so mad at me?" Then her face grew more serious as she complained, “I haven't Lived a good life for a few years now. I've also paid the price for running away from home. Dad, please have mercy on me!"

Wesley told himself not to believe her sweet words, but he gradually eased out the pressure on her ear until he let go of it altogether

Realizing Wesley's heart had softened, Erica added, "Dad, only when we have children of our own, we are able to recognize our parents’ kindness. After I gave birth to my four sons, I began to understand it mustn't have been easy for you and Mom to raise the three of us. I will take good care of you and Mom in the future. Don't stay mad at me anymore, okay?"

Wesley rolled his eyes at her. He didn't believe a word of what she said.

“Stop pretending! If Matthew doesn't care about what you've done,