Estie kept shaking her head, helplessness written all over her little face.

Just when she did not know what else to do, the sound of her father's steady footsteps was heard.

The little girl's eyes lit up and relied on her small stature as she slipped away from Wendy and hugged her Daddy's thigh.

Byron looked down at the little koala next to his leg, then remembered Wendy’s apology that he had just heard.

"If you want Estie to forgive you, it doesn't happen overnight. There's no need to use such extreme methods."

The man looked at Wendy who was still squatting on the ground.

Hearing this, Wendy smiled bitterly, and said in a low tone, "Sorry, I'm impatient again, I'm really..."

Before she could finish, his deep voice interrupted. "It's getting late, let's go down and have dinner together."

Wendy's voice stopped abruptly, and she looked in Byron's direction in disbelief.

Byron had already turned around and led Estie downstairs.

Looking at their backs, Wendy took a while to re