“You and your mother are doing well, so that’s enough,” she said.
Sonny, acting maturely, replied, “I told my dad the same thing. I said Dunc isn’t a bad person, but Dad still seemed upset.”
Serenity scolded Hank silently once more.
Fortunately, Sonny was a bright child. Since he didn’t spend much time with Hank, he remained unconfused.
“Aunt Ser, I won’t call Dad anymore. Everything’s fine now. You can keep working. I’m hanging up.”
After hearing Serenity’s response, Sonny quickly ended the call. He climbed onto the bed and sat down, pulling out his phone to watch videos.
His swift actions revealed that he was quite adept at using the device.
Liberty noticed that Sonny hadn’t come out for a while and recalled that he knew how to operate a phone. She called out, “Sonny, aren’t you done with your call? Return the phone to me if you’re finished.”
Sonny didn’t respond.
Concerned, Liberty stood up and walked toward his room. She opened the door to find him lying on the bed, watching videos with the fan on, laughing occasionally.
“Sonny!”
Liberty rushed over and took the phone from him.
Sonny sat up and looked at her with wide eyes, nervously saying, “Mom, I-I was just playing for a bit. I really was on a call with Aunt Ser just now.”
Liberty pocketed the phone and lifted him off the bed, admonishing him, “From now on, your calls with Aunt Ser should happen in front of me. No more hiding in your room.”
With just a moment of distraction, the child had managed to grab the phone.
As Sonny walked out, he muttered, “Aunt Ser and I have secrets to talk about. You can’t listen to them.”
Liberty was not
unsure whether to laugh or cry. The boy was increasingly resembling a small adult. “You’re on the phone all the time too. Why can’t I play on the phone?” Sonny questioned. Upon receiving a glare from Liberty, he quickly ran to Duncan’s side and hid beside him, even wrapping his arms around Duncan’s leg. Sonny was clearly relying on Duncan for support.