Chapter 697 Can You Believe Me?
Lucas looked at the man in front of him. There was no doubt that this face was neither strange nor familiar to him. He had seen Huston only a handful of times, but he had a special sense of dependence on him. The child could not tell what it was, but he could feel his sincerity.
If someone else came to pick him up tonight, he would not agree. But when he knew that this man was his father, he had a different feeling in his heart.
In Eoland, when he was in school, he had secretly fantasized about what his father looked like when he saw other children holding hands with their fathers and even putting their hands on their shoulders. For some time, he was particularly passive. He felt that he was different from other children. He didn’t have a father, a tall and dignified backer. He could only try his best to pretend that he didn’t care and make himself look very strong.
However, he had never stopped imagining. If he imagined too much, it would become a kind of resentment. Yes, he also blamed his father for never
In the past five years. Why didn’t he care about him and his mother? Was it because they were not good?
Lucas had always been careful and sensitive about the word “father”. When his father appeared in front of him and existed, he still couldn’t suppress the excitement in his heart even if he wanted to pretend to ignore him,
He wanted to be with Huston to see what his father looked like.
What he didn’t know was that all of his pretenses had been seen through by Huston. The timidity and determination in his eyes were contradictory and heart-wrenching.
Once again, he raised his hand and caressed his head. “Trust me, okay?”
The child lowered his eyes and looked at the sheets under him. It was not the kind of cartoon at home, but pure white. After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his little finger and deliberately put on a straight face. “Then let’s make a pinky swear. It’s
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the puppy who goes back on its word.”
He lowered his head to look at his short, fair little finger. Huston’s heart softened and he reached out to hook his fingers with his. “Alright.”
The moment their skin touched; his heart felt like it was blooming. The cute and smart baby in front of him was his son, and his fingers were still so soft and fleshy.
Unfortunately, Lucas didn’t give him much time to interact. He quickly withdrew his hand on purpose.
This kind of awkwardness was particularly cute in Huston’s eyes. When he was a child, he was also like this. He was eager to have contact with his family, but he restrained himself and didn’t want to show it
out.
He knew that the four or five years had widened the distance between them, but he didn’t mind filling the gap little by little, and then walking toward them.
This was what he owed them. No matter how long it
TOOR, He had to make up for it from the beginning, What he was afraid of was never paying, but not having such an opportunity.
Five years of separation has taught him a lesson. Nothing was more worthy than living.
As for the rest, he would accept them.
At about six o’clock the next morning, Evelyngot up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot and her face was pale. She was completely different from the graceful woman in the dress last night.
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