The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 169 I Am His Father

Elias looked at the little guy in front of him. He recalled how he said, ‘Uncle Elias, you’re not my father,” and he felt a little upset about it. He wondered when he would hear this kid finally call him ‘dad. He knew it would take time, but wasn’t it about time for such a joyous thing to happen?

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So, Elias shot a glance at the kid beside him as he started the fire before asking, “Aiden, how would if I were your father?” The hidden meaning of the question clearly went over the boy’s head. He blinked

be my dad? Mommy his big eyes naively and asked, “Didn’t you say you know my daddy? How could you said my dad was a se mbag who didn’t want us. Uncle Elias, you don’t seem like a sc*mbag.”

Elias was at a loss for words. Then, he tentatively brought up the topic, “How would you feel if I were your father? Would you be happy or disappointed?” Aiden pondered the question for a while before replying. “If you’re my dad, then you could drive me around in those cars in your garage, right?”

A smile curled up on the man’s lips. “Of course, I could even give them to you.” The little brat giggled happily, “Then… if you’re my dad, will your mommy and daddy scold me like how they scold you?” Children’s logic truly knew no bounds. It was fascinating how his mind wandered so far.

Elias responded, “No, of course not. I would never let anyone scold you.” He would never let anyone lay a finger on his son. How could he ever give someone leave to punish his son? Aiden widened his adorable eyes at his proclamation before finally announcing for all sundry, “Then, I will be happy to have you as my father!”

A gentle smile appeared on the man’s face as his voice became softer. “Really?” Aiden nodded profusely while babbling in excitement, “Uh-huh! I can ride in all those cars you own! It will be awesome!”

Elias muttered to himself, “All he thinks about are the cars in my garage.”

that he truly was his biological father? Elias continued coaxing gently.

‘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…

for your mommy?” How could this little brat, who was only three years old, determine who was good or bad?

with you.

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.

remarks. Did this brat even understand the concept of compatibility? He wanted to ask the

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

him, feeling a bit scared by his grave demeanor. Regardless, he said weakly, “Uncle Simon is very gentle, but Uncle Elias, you

her, and I want to find someone to protect

say in regard to his

his son was.

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

“Then, why were you angry?” He couldn’t forget the scene of Elias fighting.

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

man’s earnest expression and nodded, “Okay, but you’re not my dad. You said it yourself; it’s just

how to make the child accept the fact that he was his father.

you. With that, Elias placed his son down and continued prepping the fire. Then, he set up the utensils and placed 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