It'll Come Naturally novel Chapter 1655

"Huh," Rain snorted. He knew that his father didn't come here to show he cared about him. Under all those kind words of asking how he was were just the company this, the company that.

However, he also didn't care whatever reason Sanford came here for. He had always felt distant from his family as he completely lost faith in these cold-hearted so-called family members. He only hoped that they would not disturb his life and his personal affairs.

"Rain, do you have any issues with me?" Sanford suddenly asked in a thick voice. His eyes firmly rested on Rain's lanky posture which sat in repose, his eyes closed as if he was not even there.

"What do you think?" Rain's eyes shot open and he looked sharply at him as he asked in an equally disdainful voice.

"I know you are blaming me for not having taken good care of you and your mother, and you think that's the main reason that had caused your mother's death," Sanford reflected. The past was the past, and it was gone forever. If only he could go back in time and make other choices, he would choose not to be that weak-willed.

"You? Do you think you even deserve to mention her in my face?" Rain hissed. He had such a bad temper today, his emotions flitting through sadness, irritation, and anger. He had already been exhausted enough, and now his father's visit only added fuel to the fire. Moreover, his father's mention of his deceased mother hit the weakest spot in his heart.

"I'm your father, so watch your mouth!" Sanford shot back. He felt rather offended by Rain's harsh accusation.

"Father? Who said you are my father? I have never admitted it. From the moment my mom died, you already became a stranger to me. Your only contribution to me was your sperm." Rain was too emotional now as he couldn't help but stand upright in retort, his eyes sending daggers to the man in front of him.

"You…" The sound of a palm hitting the cheek was like a cracking of a bullwhip. Sanford looked at his hand that hung in air, not believing what he just had done.

Rain was absolutely dumbfounded for a moment. He didn't expect that Sanford would slap his face. However, he suddenly roared with laughter as if he didn't feel miserable at all just a while ago.

"Are you satisfied now? Or do you want to give me another slap? Here, slap the right side of my face." Rain glowered sharply at his father as he tried to hold back from smiling mockingly at the man.

"I… Rain, listen, I can explain…" Sanford was also stupefied. He didn't know why he suddenly lost control and slapped his son.

"Explain? Huh! Save it for yourself! I'm very tired now, please leave," Rain said in a voice that left no room for arguments. His feet sharply turned around as he went to his desk and tried to hide the tears that were pooling in his eyes. Who said that men did not easily shed tears? It was only that the world didn't let them grieve openly.

"I will go back first. Call me then," Sanford said apologetically. His head hung down as he took his leave and softly shut the door. He truly regretted ever having done it the moment he took back his hand.