A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Chapter 1439 New Year's Day (Part 2)

Louis cleverly placed the Baymax doll, which was taller than him, in front of the door. Once he was satisfied with the doll's position, he proceeded to ring the doorbell.

The action was a definite win for him, because when the door opened, he was immediately met with Amy's screams of joy and excitement. He waved the Baymax doll's hands and asked, "Amy, can I be your friend and have dinner with you this new year?"

Without a doubt, Louis knew that Amy would throw herself into the arms of the Baymax doll and hug it tightly.

A tiny girl such as Amy, who was only around 5 or 6 six years old, couldn't completely wrap her arms around the big Baymax doll, but she was still happy. She shouted, "Mom, look! It's Baymax. He can protect us!"

Louis picked Amy up along with the Baymax doll, and he was smart enough to know that he should step into the house first before putting them back on the ground. The child rolled happily on the ground with the doll in her arms. Even if Taylor kept yelling at her in the living room with a kitchen knife in her hand, Amy still enjoyed her time with Baymax.

"Amy, get up from the floor. It's cold and you might get sick. You're still a child. You shouldn't accept gifts from others just like that."

Before Taylor could get completely annoyed at them, Louis gave her a sweet innocent smile and said, "It's New Year's Day. The most important thing is to make the kid happy. Is it so wrong to let her have one more toy to keep her company? Besides, this is my New Year's gift to Amy. She has the right to accept it."

Upon hearing his statement, Amy jumped up from the ground happily. She quickly rushed to Louis and wrapped her arms around his thighs. "Uncle Louis, you are so kind to me. Can you stay and celebrate

the New Year with me? It will be livelier if more people are celebrating with us here." NôvelDrama.Org content.

Upon hearing Amy's invitation, Louis couldn't help but feel overjoyed and quickly agreed. "I also bought tons of candies for you, Amy. All of them are your favorite. Let's take them into the house first, okay?"

The child's smile grew wider when she heard this. However, her excitement had definitely come down and she looked around shyly. She was afraid that her mother, who had been silent all this time, would scold her again. But looking at Amy who was so eager to accept the New Year gifts, Taylor couldn't bear to order her to reject the gifts again.

"Your uncle was kind enough to visit us, but we can't take it for granted!" Taylor still couldn't look at Louis in the eyes. She was afraid that if she showed any emotion, he would misunderstand it and be encouraged.

"But today is New Year's Day. Maybe Uncle Louis wants a friend to keep him company too. I'm very willing to be a good friend to Uncle Louis." Amy was an obedient child. Besides, she was so clever and cute that Louis couldn't help but dote on her.

He squatted in front of the little girl and softly said, "Amy, you are such a good kid. How did you know what I wanted? Did you know that if you can stay with your best friend on New Year's Day and pray for good luck, then your dreams will definitely come true?"

"Really?" Amy's eyes lit up and sparkled as she looked up at him.

At this time, Taylor honestly didn't want her family time with her daughter to be interrupted by outsiders.

Her loud voice suddenly came from the kitchen. "Amy! I'm sure your uncle has adult friends that he would want to spend the New Year with."

"Mom, Uncle Louis already said that he wants to celebrate New Year with us. Can't he have dinner with us tonight?" Amy was certainly persistent. She not only wanted to comfort her mother by showing her that she could rely on her, but she also wanted their small family to have fun and be lively.

Taylor was pretty stubborn too, but she had to admit that what Amy had just said was right. It was Louis who had agreed to spend New Year's Day with them. Even if he was just trying to please her or Amy, it was still his decision to stay with them during New Year.

In the end, she surrendered and welcomed Louis into their home. But she still wanted to establish some boundaries. "You can eat here, but don't ask for anything from me. Don't push your luck."

Amy, who was still pretty young, didn't understand what "pushing your luck" meant. She tilted her head and gazed at Louis innocently. "Push your luck? What did Mommy mean by that? Does that mean she won't let you eat the delicious food she prepared? I'll tell her to change her mind."

With a huge grin on his face, Louis carried the New Year gifts into the house. He didn't feel an ounce of tiredness as he did so. "Amy, you are a loyal friend. If your mother doesn't share her delicious food with me, you will help me, right?" he asked the little kid.

The girl patted her chest as if making a promise. It left Taylor speechless. She turned around and went into the kitchen. The apartment had the atmosphere of a New Year celebration. The room radiated warmth, love, and perhaps also a sense of eagerness for the next year to come.

Louis then realized that this apartment was warmer and more gorgeous than his villa.

But on the other side, the fact that it was New Year's Day made no difference to Darren. He was not interested in doing anything to celebrate. His eyes almost seemed catatonic as he concentrated on dealing with the remaining documents during the afternoon. When he left the company, it was already night time. Colorful lights could be seen everywhere.

There were only a few people on the streets within the city, but the places that he could see with dim lights everywhere seemed to be livelier as the colors danced around. He could feel the atmosphere of New Year's Day as he stared at them.

It was only when he got back to the manor that he was able to turn his phone back on. Numerous missed calls showed that there was a person who was anxiously waiting for him. As he listened to the voice messages one after another, he pictured an image of an innocent and pitiful Bonnie in his mind.

"Did you just turn your phone on? Who on earth would be busy with their company during New Year's Day? Shouldn't today be spent at home instead of at work?" As she complained and nagged, she couldn't help but notice Darren's tired expression. She had already said out loud what she wanted to say, but she suddenly wished that she could take it all back.

"At home?" Darren wasn't asking for Bonnie's opinion. Instead, it was more of a rhetorical question, because he didn't really know what else to say. Before he could explain, Bonnie had already insisted on talking about his actions on this supposedly special holiday.

"I haven't finished my work yet. I know it's New Year's Day, but I still follow basic professional ethics during the holidays," Darren explained. Even though Bonnie was quite unhappy, she couldn't find it in herself to stay mad at him.

She pouted at him. It was too late to take back what she had said and she didn't want to lose her dignity. "Since it's the New Year, I will cook us some food so that we can celebrate it."

She turned around slowly, just enough that she was able to sneak a quick glance at Darren's expression from the corner of her eyes. She always sensed that Darren was lonely. Under his handsome face, there were a thousand stories. She wanted to do something for him as soon as she could.

However, every time she gave into him, she would see that arrogant smirk at the corner of his mouth. His eyes always seemed to be looking at her with disdain. It made her feel as if there was a stabbing pain at the bottom of her heart.

A while later, Bonnie had prepared and served a full table of dishes so that they could celebrate. But Darren was only holding a glass of wine, already half-drunk.

"Honestly, I didn't expect that someone would prepare me a good dinner this New Year. It's been a long time since I've had company to drink my sorrows away on New Year's Day," Darren admitted. He suddenly raised his head and let out a desolated sigh. Bonnie didn't quite know what to feel as she watched him drown away his loneliness.