Lucas Walker comfortingly patted her back, "I promise, there won't be a next time, absolutely not. Be good, let her sleep on the bed."
"No!" Ivana Bennett held her daughter tightly, unwilling to let go.
"How about I bring the cradle over, so she can sleep beside you, alright? Holding her like this, she's uncomfortable too, isn't she?" Lucas Walker's tone was exceedingly gentle.
With their daughter safely back, what he was most concerned about now was Ivana Bennett's emotional state.
"Okay." Only then did Ivana Bennett relent.
So, Lucas Walker personally moved the little cradle into the living room, placing it beside the sofa. Only then did Ivana Bennett get up and put the little one in the cradle, but she still held onto the cradle's pillar.
Having to leave just for five minutes, and her daughter was whisked away by someone, this experience was truly a significant shock to her.
