Chapter 170

Hackett's expression grew increasingly serious as he stared intently at her. "So why did you tarnish my irnage in front of our son? When have I ever said I didn't want you both? I had no idea about Alex. If I had known, how could I possibly not want him?" he questioned. He had been nursing this resentment for a long time. If Valeria ad explained the pregnancy more thoroughly four years ago, he would never have initiated the divorce proceedings.

Valeria remained silent, her thoughts lingering on the pointlessness of their argument. "Why are we arguing about this again?" she wondered.

She turned her head away and glanced at the pot, where the water was about to boil over.

"The water is boiling," she remarked.

Only then did Hackett notice the boiling water in the pot. He lifted the lid, added some cold water, and began preparing the spaghetti,

The two of them cooked the spaghetti in silence.

Earlier, the teacher had informed them that after dinner, everyone would gather on the open field for games

"Mommy, is the spaghetti ready? I am so hungry." Alex called out, running back, all sweaty with his face flushed from playing.

Valeria smiled and replied, "Yes, it is ready. Come and enjoy your spaghetti.

After serving them both portions of spaghetti, Hackett didn't serve himself and observed them.

"Aren't you going to eat? Valeria asked curiously.

But he responded, "I am not hungry. I had eaten just before we left."

Actually, he had noticed that Valeria had only prepared enough spaghetti for one person, and since Alex had a small. appetite, it was s sufficient for the two of them.

In a moment of reflection, he realized that he had indeed undergone significant changes.

He would never have considered others in the past, which was why his grandfather often called him selfish and spoiled. Now that he had become a father, he seemed to have become much more compassionate.

As he watched his son eat heartily in this setting, a smile played on his lips. He reached out with a large hand and stroked his son's fluffy head, feeling a touch of sympathy even though everything was fine now.

gently

had managed over the past four years, balancing work

joined Alex on the open field, where they were surprised to find that the kindergarten teacher had already prepared

were thrilled, bouncing with excitement. It was their first time so close

looked up at them and said, "Mommy, it feels like we

Chapter 170

adults fell

of them were already

welled up with tears, whether from the campfire's dickering light or because of Alex's

down, effortlessly lifting little Alex with one arm, and addressed him in a gentle and indulgent tone, "So, how about I become your dad? I promise not to lose my temper in the future, okay?" he said, genuinely willing to make this commitment for his son. It was a challenging promise for Hackett to make, given his uncontrollable temper, but he was

sake.

if you become my dad, are you going

often spoke without filters, this question left

should one

Valeria's petite visage. Naturally, he yearned to remarry. Ever since Valeria had returned to the country, the

shadow clouded the man's deep, dark eyes as

man's gaze, accompanied by the innocence in her son's

moved on, and Hackett had relinquished the idea of remarriage. But now, because of Alex's

a faint smile and clasped the hand of little Alex. She said, "Hackett has someone he's fond of now, so he can't marry

slightly, truly tempted

he can't be my dad. Dads are supposed to marry Mommy, take care of

indeed her grown-up boy, always looking out

do not, the

would not accept a man plagued by guilt. Besides, I never entertained thoughts of remarriage with you." Hackett's face reddened; now he wished he could go back and give

awkward situation, unable to voice

eyes shifted between the faces of the two adults, inquiring, "What's remarriage?

Alex, the term 'remarriage" remained beyond

responded, "It means finding happiness. Now, run along and play with the

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