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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
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn 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.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFive 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.
She hadn’t slept all night, and her mind was full of Lucas and that shameless old man. She was tired.
and aggrieved.
She blinked her eyes and took a deep breath. She turned on the tap and washed her face with cold
water. Finally, she felt better. She pulled a towel to wipe her face and she didn’t have time to take a
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shower. She changed into casual clothes and walked out of the bedroom.
She borrowed a car from Bert, a black Volkswagen Phaeton, which was the most inconspicuous one at
the one million level.
She fastened her seatbelt. When she was about to set off, she found that she knew nothing about his
company. Not to mention the address, even the name of the company was vague to her.
She had no choice but to drive to HM Law Office.