Yolanda was very thin. When she wore pajamas that fit her age, she looked like a child wearing adult clothes, and the sleeves were very loose.

Her hair was messy and dry without nutrition or shine.

Blaine clenched his chin in deep thought as if he were listening to subordinates report their work during a meeting. He frowned from time to time with a serious expression.

Suddenly, he nodded and took out his phone from his pocket.

He sent a message to his assistant Zack: [Find a senior nutritionist who knows how to take care of children and ask him to come here tomorrow morning.]

Zack, who had just finished checking Yolanda's information, got the message as soon as he got into bed, feeling very helpless.

Blaine was satisfied with the decision he made.

He thought Yolanda would gain weight if he found a nutritionist for her, and she would be cuter when she became more chubby.

Blaine turned off his phone, and the lock screen sound was particularly loud in the quiet room. He was stunned for a moment and remained motionless until he found that Yolanda hadn’t awakened, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He gently grabbed Yolanda's arm outside and put it into the quilt, but before he could cover it, Yolanda let out a scream.

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With her eyes closed, she pulled the quilt to cover her head. She was trembling while shouting, "Don't hit me!" Then she retreated to the bedside and fell to the ground.

She didn't seem to feel any pain but still wrapped in the quilt, shouting, "Don't hit me!"

Her sobbing made Blaine feel sorry for her, and he stepped over to her side, holding the trembling little girl in his arms.

"Yora, I’m your dad. With me here, no one will hit you anymore. You're home, and I will protect you."

Blaine solemnly repeated these words over and over again, comforting Yolanda bit by bit until she stopped trembling and quieted down.

Blaine's eyes turned red as he slowly lifted the quilt and looked lovingly at Yolanda's crying face.

Yolanda didn't open her eyes. It seemed that she was dreaming just now.

Blaine carried Yolanda to the bed and covered her with the quilt, accompanying her until it was almost dawn before returning to his room. He felt very heavy in his heart.

In the morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains into the room, gently shining on Yolanda's face.

She was itching from the sunlight, so she reached out her hand to scratch her face and slowly opened her eyes.

The guard in her eyes slowly dissipated as she saw everything in the room, and she showed a smile.

She was now in the Cantu Villa, where there was no her stepfather who liked to beat her up, only the family who loved her.

Yolanda sat up and greeted the little bear doll next to the pillow, "Good morning. Did you sleep well last night?"

After asking, she said, "I dreamed that my stepfather hit me again, but later my dad came and said he was there and no one would hit me again."

Yolanda placed her chin on her knee and let out a sigh.

In her previous life, it was Blaine who found her, so he had no doubts about her, but in this life, she came to him first. What should she do to make him accept her?

Yolanda thought about it for a while, but she couldn't come up with a solution.

She finished washing up and walked downstairs.

Yolanda watched the TV with her grandparents for a while. Afraid that Yolanda would be hungry, Ruth wanted her to have breakfast first, but Yolanda wanted to eat with her father and brothers, so she refused.

Ruth got a glass of milk for Yolanda and watched her drink with a kind smile in her eyes.

"Yora, you’re good." Ruth wiped Yolanda’s lips. "Your brothers don’t like to drink milk."

Yolanda smiled brightly.

At 7 o'clock, it was the time for all the children in the family to get up.

Ruth followed the chef to prepare breakfast and asked Vincent to wake up the other children.

Yolanda saw that Vincent was engrossed in watching TV, so she took the initiative to wake up her brothers.

"Grandma, I can go wake up my brothers." Yolanda blinked her eyes.

Ruth glanced at Vincent and cursed in a low voice. Then she bent down and pinched Yolanda's nose. "Okay, you go."

Yolanda nodded happily and ran upstairs with her arms open like a little butterfly.