“I’m sorry, Mommy was a little under the weather last night, so Daddy had to go take care of her and couldn’t come to see you. Will you forgive Daddy?”

Guilt and regret welled up inside of Sebastian as he stared at Matteo’s completely unamused expression.

Matteo was Sebastian’s son. But last night, when Sasha fell sick, Matteo resorted to approaching another man for help. What did that mean?

It undoubtedly meant that he had failed Matteo as a father, and had failed to give him a sense of security to the point where he didn’t even consider the option of asking Sebastian for help.

And it was clearly all Sebastian’s fault.

Matteo’s cold expression didn’t change.

His usual bright, smiley disposition was nowhere to be found as he glared at Sebastian, letting go of the door handle and going back into the room.

His heart skipping a beat, Sebastian followed his son into the room.

“Matt, Daddy is very sorry. The accident this time is all Daddy’s fault.”

“So? Can you take back the hurt you caused Mommy?” Matteo finally spoke. It was hard to believe the small five-year-old boy sitting on the bed was capable of saying such cold, blunt words.

Sebastian’s face fell.

Matteo was very different from Ian. They were both smart, but under Sebastian’s careful nurturing, Ian had retained more of his childhood innocence.

boy in front of him was extremely, if not

while their small family of three were trying to survive in

if an icy dagger had stabbed through his

wanted nothing more than to slap himself across the face right

when I say that from today onwards, as long as Daddy is here, no one will be able to hurt any of you,” Sebastian swore to his son, the most solemn he

needed to say those words

starting

at Sebastian apprehensively, recalling every

seeing how serious Sebastian was, Matteo decided to take a leap

too?” Matteo

sister today: stay at home and

his gaze becoming sharp and haughty as he

That’s right.

people don’t know whose woman they just

no idea

having comforted his son, Sebastian swiftly

from today onwards, Sasha was not to be

past eleven in the morning

high fever, blinking blearily as she took in her

this

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