"Please look after Chris while I'm gone. I have some matters to attend to."
Remembering that he had promised to take Charlie to learn chess, Charles excused himself with a promise to come back later. Now that Autumn was gone, Charlie was his only motivation to live in this world.
On his way to Leila's house, Charles passed by a well-known restaurant to buy an assortment of breakfast for Charlie. He didn't know yet what food he liked so he bought different kinds.
Arriving at the front door of the house, Charles rang the bell. Still in his pajamas, Charlie opened the door for him.
"Dad!" Charlie called excitedly, throwing himself in Charles' arms. Putting down the bags of food on the floor, Charles gave Charlie an exuberant hug. His heart was filled with elation as he hugged the little boy.
Charles was very pleased that Charlie had accepted him as his father without reservation. "I bought breakfast for you. Go and wash yourself," Charles said, ruffling his son's head playfully.
Almost skipping with joy, Charlie went to the bathroom to wash himself. He came out a few minutes later impeccably dressed. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw the table spread with a variety of breakfast dishes.
"Why did you buy so much, Dad?" he asked, looking puzzled. Approaching the table, Charlie seated himself opposite to Charles.
"I didn't know what food you like so I bought different kinds, just to be sure. After today, I will know what I should buy next time," Charles said, smiling ruefully.
The sound coming from the dining room woke Leila up. She came out of her room only to find Charlie sitting at the breakfast table with Charles. Not quite believing it, she rubbed her eyes to make sure that she was seeing correctly. Looking up, Charles noticed Leila and said briefly,"I'll take Charlie out with me after breakfast."
"Hmm, alright," Leila said, secretly happy that things were working out as she planned. Knowing that Charles was getting attached to Charlie, she couldn't be happier. The more they grew closer, the more she liked it.
She knew that Charles wouldn't be able to turn his back on his own son. That meant that as long as Charles believed that she was Charlie's mother, their lives would be intertwined. Sooner or later, he would have no choice but to accept her.
"Wait," Leila said, remembering something. "You can take him out today, but you should pay attention to the food he would eat. He is allergic to potatoes so don't let him eat anything with potatoes in them."
"Potatoes?" Charles asked sharply. Frowning, Charles distinctly remembered that Autumn was also allergic to potatoes. 'What kind of coincidence is that?' he wondered.
Turning to Charlie, he saw the boy wiping his mouth with his napkin.
"I'm full, Dad," Charlie said, smiling happily. Because of his excitement, he ate quickly and with less decorum than he was accustomed. He couldn't control himself since he was very interested in chess.
Throwing his napkin on the table, he turned to Charles excitedly. "Let's go now!"
"Alright!" Charles answered with a grin. His momentary thought about Autumn was discarded as he looked at Charlie's excited face.
"There are some of Charlie's things in this bag. There's a change of clothes and a pot. Just don't forget to let him drink some water with it when he gets thirsty," Leila said, proffering a small bag to Charles.
"Okay," Charles nodded, accepting the bag from Leila. It was the first time for Charles to take care of a child and he felt a little anxious. However, his anxiety left him as he looked at Charlie's trusting face. Suddenly, he felt happy and proud to go out with his son. 'We're like two peas in a pod, ' he thought, smiling to himself.
Charles took him to the Children's Palace for the chess class. After a few hours, Charlie went out of the classroom, rushing excitedly to where Charles sat waiting for him. "Dad, the teacher praised me for my intelligence," he gushed out excitedly.
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