Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife novel Chapter 1006

"Hey little girl, can you say your name? No? Come on, don't cry. I'll buy you something yummy. Okay?" In Sheffield's eyes, every expression on the little girl's face was so lovely and adorable, melting his heart. He liked the little tyke a lot. That in spite of himself.

Gwyn hiccupped. Although she didn't stop crying, at least she was quieter.

A very different voice called out to them. "Hello! You there!" Just then, three policemen on patrol came over and looked them up and down.

"What's up?" Joshua had a bad feeling about this. 'Are they here responding to a human trafficking report?' he wondered.

"Why is she crying? Are you guys related?" The police looked at each of them carefully, looking for signs of malfeasance.

Terilynn rolled her eyes and said, "Officer, do you need your eyes checked? This is Joshua Fan, Darius Fan's kid. You know—the former mayor?" Thenher hand on Sheffield's shoulder. "And this gentleman here is the current CEO of Theo Group. You seriously think we're human traffickers?"

The three policemen looked at each other, and then one of them said, "I think we need to check IDs, just to be sure. May I have them, please?"

Joshua cooperatively took out his ID card and explained, "The baby is related to my girlfriend. This girl took one look at me and started crying. Afraid of strangers, I guess."

They looked. He was who they said he was. However, that was not enough to prove that he was the son of Darius Fan.

Seeing the still-suspicious look in the policeman's eyes, Terrilynn also took out her ID card to drive the point home. "Here's my ID. My father is Carlos Huo. We own this place!" She gestured to Shining International Plaza. She continued, "Don't believe me? I'll call the manager of the Alioth Building and ask him to come here to confirm it."

They were pretty close to the Alioth Building. So she had to find the nearest manager.

Gwyn's cries had largely subsided, and she was just weeping and fussing now. She pressed her little face against Sheffield's chest, and choked a little.

Finally, the police believed them and left. After sending the police away, Terilynn looked at Sheffield in surprise. "She really stopped crying!" And why should she be surprised? 'I guess they're right, ' she thought. 'Fathers and daughters do have a special bond.'

Sheffield held Gwyn vertically in his arms and gently patted her back. "Maybe she wasn't feeling well." Then he looked down at the baby girl and coaxed her tenderly, "Tell me your name. I'll take you to buy some yummy, okay?"

Gwyn said nothing and leaned her head on his shoulder, looking at Terilynn.

"Please don't mind her. She's got some PTSD..." Terilynn explained.

'PTSD?' With a sympathetic look on his face, Sheffield held the little girl tighter, and asked, "Was she born like this?"

"No, she's been like this for a few months. She's been seeing the doctor all the time, but it hasn't done much good." Carlos had hired the best psychiatrists and psychologists in the world for Gwyn, but to no avail.

"Don't worry. Everything will be fine. By the way, who is she to you?" It was not until then that Sheffield came to think of this question.

"She is my cousin's daughter. Her parents are very busy. My mom used to take care of her. But she had something come up, so I'm taking care of the toddler," Terilynn lied calmly.

"Oh, I see. It's gotta be challenging, doing that." It was not easy for a girl to hold a little girl, even one as tiny as Gwyn, for too long.

"It's not that hard for me. It's sure hard on her mom, though!" Terilynn blurted out, but then she immediately shut her mouth, fearing that the secret might come out.

Sheffield didn't probe further and asked her opinion. "Mind if I take off with her? Show her some fun things to do?"

"Sounds good. Where do you want to meet up when you're done?" 'If Gwyn could have more contact with her biological father, maybe it will help with her PTSD, ' Terilynn thought.

"Let's meet here later. Don't wander too far," Sheffield said.

"Okay then. Bye bye, Gwyn! Have fun with your uncle Sheffield!" Terilynn waved at the little girl happily.

Gwyn didn't respond. Terilynn had been used to the little girl's silence. But Sheffield was not used to such a scene; he felt sorry for the child.