Heinz froze. He felt a sudden pain in his heart when he heard the kid's words.
He knew a little about Grace's situation, but he didn't know much about it. He was very regretful that he didn't get to know Grace better.
He was indeed not qualified.
Even as a boyfriend, he was not qualified.
Right then, when he looked at his son, his eyes were full of remorse.
He looked at the child in a daze, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated and distressed.
After a long time, he piped out, "I promise to treat your mommy good."
Little Gary's pupils enlarged, his eyes were full of accusation and disdain. He stated in a monotone, "You'd better not promise anything."
Heinz's face darkened.
Little Gary continued, "If your promise means anything, my mommy wouldn't have cried because of you. What you have brought to my mommy is only tears, not happiness."
Heinz was stunned again. Although these words came from an angry child, they were spot on and they managed to pierce through his heart.
He felt extremely ashamed.
It seemed that he did not bring much happiness to Grace.
"So, don't promise me anything," Gary concluded.
Heinz sighed, "Son, you don't understand grown-ups' matters."
Little Gary snorted, "Don't give me such an excuse. I don't believe in that kind of nonsense. What is there that I don't understand? You adults are so self-righteous to think that you can fool us children."
Heinz broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Don't be so sharp-witted."
"If I’m not sharp-witted, I'll be bullied." Little Gary disagreed with him, "You bullied us, an orphan and a widow. What kind of a man are you?"
Heinz frowned at his words, "Kid, I'm not dead yet. Your mommy is not a widow, nor are you an orphan."
"Is there any difference?" Little Gary pressed on, "Some people pass away, yet they would always live in our hearts. Some others stay alive, but they are actually dead to the people around them. And you, in my understanding, are just a living dead."
Heinz was stupefied and thought to himself, "What an unpleasant thing to say."
He took a breath but he just couldn't say a harsh word to this little kid who looked just like himself.
He couldn't say it.
Gary was his son. The way he spoke and the extent of his confidence were all just like him. Heinz could tell at a glance that Gary was his son without having to do a test.
"Yes," Heinz made a self-evaluation. "In your hearts, I am indeed unqualified, and I haven't done anything good."
"It's good that you understand," Little Gary jumped down from the chair. When he faced Heinz, he said, "It's time for me to go back to the kindergarten."
"You are leaving now?" Heinz asked. He hadn't gotten familiar with him yet and the child was already leaving.
Then, Heinz suddenly got up from the chair, went around the desk, and crouched down in front of the child.
At this close proximity, Gary took a few steps back instantly and glared at Heinz.
Heinz crouched down and reached out to touch the child's face.
The little fella shrank back inadvertently.
Heinz felt a sharp pang of agony. The child was not used to his touch.
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