Jonathan patiently spoke to the child. Im going to call my cousin to keep you company for a bit. He’ll take you home afterward, okay? Don’t worry, he’s a doctor here
However, Michael didn’t want Jonathan to leave. He clung to him tightly, as if Jonathan were the only source of comfort in this unfamiliar place.
Jonathan sighed. He still had pressing matters to attend to. If Michael were his ovechild, he would have stayed with him patiently. He called Donald, asking him to come to the third floor for a moment.
After hanging up, Jonathan glanced down at Michael, noting his disheveled appearance. The boy was bundled in a loose jacket, and his shoes were on the wrong feel.
“Why are your shoes on the wrong feet? Don’t you feel uncomfortable? He gently lifted Michael onto a chair and adjusted the shoes
His mind drifted to his childhood, when, without a father, he often had to care for himself while Irene worked. Sometimes, he’d end up wearing his shoes the wrong way, just like Michael
He thought to himself, ‘If I had my own child, I would never let them grow up feeling the absence of a father’s love
“Michael, make sure to wear your shoes properly next time, okay?” Jonathan said gently.
“Okay,” Michael replied, spreading his arms. “Can you carry me?”
Jonathan had always had a soft spot for Michael, Without hesitation, he picked him up, feeling the boy’s arms tighten around his neck, and gently patted his back and head.
Michael grew drowsy in Jonathan’s worm arms.
Noticing the child’s sleepiness, Jonathan began singing a lullaby
“Mr. Lime… Daddy…” Michael mumbled as he fell asleep, drooling.
Jonathan smiled. He couldn’t help but wonder when Christian would return. There had been no news, perhaps something had happened in Christian’s family that delayed him.
“Jonathan.” Donald, summoned by Jonathan, approached. When he saw Jonathan holding a familiar child, he said, “Isn’t this Mike?”
Jonathan looked puzzled. “You know him too?”
Donald nodded. “Jennifer had a car accident, and Teresa visited her at the hospital, bringing this kid along. She said he was her friend’s child and she was looking after him for a few days.
Jonathan nodded. “Yeah, it’s her friend’s child. But it’s unbelievable; his mother hasn’t even come to pick him up after a entire month.”
Donald sighed. “Poor kid. He mostly stays close to Teresa and barely says a word to me.” He then patted Michael’s head.
Michael remained soundly asleep in Jonathan’s arms.
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