The Barrister's Love in Town

Alas, how could he explain to Aiden that he truly was his biological father? Elias continued

coaxing gently. “What if I were your dad? I should be more than qualified to be your dad,

right?”

Whenever he thought about how his son had been calling Simon ‘dad’ for such a long

time… Well, it would be an understatement to say that it made him upset. It almost made

him feel like going over and beating up Simon again. To his dismay, Aiden hesitated as he

stammered, “It’s different… Uncle Simon is suitable for Mommy. Uncle Elias…”

Elias asked, “Am I not suitable for your mommy?” How could this little brat, who was only

three years old, determine who was good or bad? He had really underestimated his

precious son.

“Mommy… She doesn’t seem compatible with you. She seems more compatible with

Uncle Simon.”

Aiden had made up his mind. Although he liked the cars in Elias’ garage, Elias had a bad

temper. What would happen if he bullied Amanda in the future? On the other hand, Simon

was different. He was calm and always gentle. He seemed like a better partner for

Mommy.

Elias’ mouth twitched at his son’s unwittingly hurtful remarks. Did this brat even

understand the concept of compatibility? He wanted to ask the boy just why he wasn’t

compatible with Amanda. Was it his appearance? Or, was it his family background?

He carried the little boy and placed him on his lap; a serious expression was painted on his

face. “I want to know, what makes me unsuitable for your mommy? Why am I no better

than Simon?” He couldn’t understand why this little brat was so devoted to Simon.

Aiden looked at him, feeling a bit scared by his grave demeanor. Regardless, he said

weakly, “Uncle Simon is very gentle, but Uncle Elias, you can be quite aggressive

sometimes… What if you bully Mommy? She

needs a man to protect her, and I want to find someone to protect Mommy…”

Elias had no idea what to say in regard to his son’s logic. He had truly underestimated just

how sensitive

his son was.

Nonetheless, Elias quickly realized that Aiden, although young, was quite filial and worried

about a great number of things. He possessed a maturity that most of his peers lacked.

Thus, Elias cleared his throat, trying to ease the awkwardness. “Have I ever been

aggressive with you or your mommy? Do you remember when I got angry? There was a

reason behind my rage. I don’t get angry without a reason, do you understand?”

Aiden seemed to recall something and asked, “Then, why were you angry?” He couldn’t

forget the scene of Elias fighting. It was so scary.

To be fair, Elias’ anger was indeed terrifying, any man would take a step back when faced

with his wrath, let alone three-year-old. The man fell silent for a few seconds before finally

saying, “Some conflicts are between adults and aren’t something you can understand

right now, okay? You’ll understand when you grow up. What you need to know is that I’m

not someone who would lose his temper for no reason, and I would never hurt women,

okay?”

Aiden looked at the man’s earnest expression and nodded, “Okay, but you’re not my dad.

You said it yourself; it’s just an ‘if.”

Elias fell into silence again, contemplating how to make the child accept the fact that he

was his father. If he just told him bluntly, the child probably wouldn’t be able to process

the fact.

“You should be hungry. Let me cook something for you. With that, Elias placed his son

down and continued prepping the fire. Then, he set up the utensils and placed the pot to

cook the noodles.

At that moment, Amanda walked out of the tent, stretching lazily as she asked, “What are

you guys talking about?” She had overheard the conversation between the father and son,

but she couldn’t make out their conversation clearly, so she decided to check things out.

He replied sullenly, “Nothing…

Unfortunately, Aiden immediately sold him out. “Uncle Elias asked if I would be happy if he

were my

dad.”

Elias looked at his son in exasperation. He couldn’t believe that this was his biological son;

he was so young, yet he already knew how to throw his father under the bus! Amanda

widened her eyes and glanced at the man cooking noodles. Didn’t she tell him to take it

slow? Why was he in such a rush to tell Aiden the truth?!

She forced a smile and crouched down beside her son. “Well, will you be happy?” Aiden

innocently replied, “Yes, I would be happy! I can sit in all of Uncle Elias’ cool cars.” Was

that all?

Amanda was stunned by Aiden’s response and decided to wave him off, grumbling in

resignation, “Go play with the other kids.” To which her son happily responded with a

chirp, “Okay!”

She watched her little child run away in the distance before rounding on Elias. “Didn’t we

agree to take it slow? Why are you in such a rush? Do you really want to claim him as your

son this badly?”

Elias scoffed, “What else should I do? Listen to him calling someone else ‘Daddy’ every

day? I want him to call me Daddy when he’s with me. I’m his father.”

This possessiveness was something any man would feel. Who could tolerate their own

child calling

someone else ‘Daddy”?

Amanda lowered her voice as she warned, “He won’t be able to accept it right away if you

suddenly blurt things out just like that. For the past four years, whenever he asked about

his father, I told him that his father didn’t want us. He’s already old enough that the

thought that his biological father has abandoned him has taken root…” Her voice

gradually grew softer. She had been tarnishing his father’s image for four years since she

didn’t want Aiden to hold on to any false hope for his biological father to suddenly

reappear in their lives.