He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Chapter 608 When I woke up, I didn’t see him breaking down and crying.

morning

Hamor woke up from the bed in a daze, his forehead burned badly.

The word "speechless" was written all over Hamor's face, and he was looking at the ceiling while breathing hotly.

He became irritable, held on to the head of the bed and sat up with difficulty. He looked around the room in a daze, looking for Saiman, but there was no one anywhere.

Hamor immediately panicked and turned pale instantly.

He threw off the quilt and staggered out of bed, and fell down because he was too anxious, the pain made him tear up.

But he couldn't care so much and stumbled towards the door, his eyes red.

Bastard, you are running again. You are still running at this time.

Tears flowed down the corners of Hamor's eyes. He bit his lip and endured the pain in his throat as he opened the door to the room, panting and feeling unsteady and top-heavy.

Realizing that he was about to faint, Hamor immediately grabbed the door, but before he could hold on tightly, he fell forward limply.

"Lord Hamor."

Oss's eager voice sounded, and Harmore could hear it clearly, but he fell into the embrace of a familiar person who hurried over.

Not sure whether he was dizzy or not, Hamor raised his eyes blurred by tears, grabbed the person's clothes and looked up at him in panic.

What caught his eye was Saiman, who looked anxious, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. He also hit Saiman's chest angrily, and tears kept falling.

"My fault, I shouldn't have left at this time."

Saiman immediately picked up Hamor, who was severely permed, and let Hamor lean against him and stroke his long hair, anxiously comforting him.

He knew that Hamor must have woken up and found that he was gone and thought he was gone, so he came out crying to look for him.

"Why don't you just go far away? Why are you coming back?"

Hamor, who was lying on Saiman's body, cursed, his voice hoarse and choked with sobs. He was wearing a thin silk nightgown, messy silver-white hair, and a beautiful face that was pale and stained with tears. He was so fragile that it made people feel distressed.

"I just went downstairs and asked the kitchen to prepare some porridge for you. I didn't go anywhere."

Saiman easily supported Hamor's body with one hand, and held Hamor's cold feet without shoes with his other big hand, holding them gently in his palm.

He didn't even know that Hamor's feet were so cold and his body was so hot.

And it was so light that he could easily pick up Hamol's entire body with one hand without any effort at all.

Hamel was not happy when he heard this explanation, nor did he stop crying.

All he knew was that he didn't see Saiman when he woke up, and his mind was full of images of Saiman leaving. He thought that Saiman would stop wanting him if he got him, and he was so afraid that he couldn't make a sound.

Just like the nightmares he had every time, in the dream Saiman kept walking with others, all men and women he didn't know. They snuggled in Saiman's arms and smiled wildly at him, laughing at him for being a coward. He deserved it. Saiman doesn't want him.

Instead of helping him, Saiman pushed him away, took those people away from him, and left him alone in the empty, dark room to fend for himself.

When he thought of these dreams, Hamor was afraid that they would come true, so he immediately became afraid when Saiman was not around.

Os, who was standing outside the door, seemed used to seeing Hamor crying so sadly, so he wasn't too surprised.

In the past, he often saw Hamol having nightmares, crying, hugging his body and crying when he woke up, not only because of Saiman, but also because of his family.

Perhaps he was under too much pressure and had no one to rely on, so he often had nightmares and would cry when he woke up. He learned to smoke even though he was not in good health, and would cough again after smoking. After coughing, he would rush into the bathroom to vomit.

Saiman knew that Hamor's poor health was not congenital, but that he suffered too much and crushed his already weak body.

Oss closed the door silently to prevent his servants from hearing Hamor's cry.

He leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, looked out of the window at the end of the corridor, and murmured to himself, "When will this end?"

Although he felt sorry for Hamol, Oss was also having a hard time. When he chose to stay with Hamol, he also broke away from the family and had not seen his family for a long time.

"What happened?"

Lan Ke rushed over in a hurry, probably hearing some movement.

"fine."

Os said calmly.

"But why do I seem to hear Master Hamor crying?" Rank looked at Os with doubtful eyes.

Aos didn't explain. He picked up Rank by his collar and took Rank to the stairs. He said, "Let's go have breakfast first. We'll be busy later."

In fact, Oscar was just busy and Rank was not busy. It was terrible that Rank heard Hamor's cry and he took Rank away.

"I can walk by myself, don't do this."

Rank blushed and protested softly, pulling on the collar to let Os go.

Oss suddenly stopped and looked back at Rank. Rank didn't pay attention and ran directly into Oss's arms. His nose hit Oss's chin, which hurt so much that tears immediately filled his eyes.

He covered his sore nose and looked up at Os who suddenly stopped, with a puzzled look on his face.

"I can just stand at the door of the room from now on, but you don't have to." Aos suddenly said seriously.

"why?"

Rank, who covered his nose, didn't understand, and blood suddenly started to drip from his nose.

Aos immediately frowned, why are you so weak?

"I'm sorry, I'm going to clean up right away."

Rank ran to the public restroom in a panic, leaving Os who was watching his back.

"Why do you become a knight with small arms and legs? It seems like they will be broken if you hit them."

Oslo muttered, frowning again.