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Spike saw the light and glanced outside. Instantly, his face turned pale with fear. He quickly threw himself into Lynnsey's arms and shouted nervously, "Ms. Bridge, Daddy is here! He came to take me back!" Lynnsey raised her wrist and checked her watch. They still got ten minutes before eight-thirty. Did he really come here to pick his son up? Just as Lynnsey was guessing around, the doorbell rang. So Lynnsey got up to answer the door. It was late autumn, and it was quite chilly outside. So Ray stood at the gate for a while before he stepped in. Spike was nervous, but he still pretended to be calm as he said, "Daddy, I was just getting to go home and you came." Ray snorted, "You won't go home until ten if I don't come over." Spike made a face at Ray. Actually, he was planning to sta