Eugene was unperturbed. “His personality, surroundings, experiences, and the pain he’s facing in his young life have already determined who he will be. How can a journal influence any of that?”

Cedrick heard the implicit meaning behind those words. He clenched his fist beneath the sleeve of his military uniform, not deigning to respond.

“A person is known by the company he keeps,” Joshua argued. “Besides, a child is born a blank canvas. If he takes an interest in the things you show him and makes irreparable mistakes because of it, you will cause him harm.”

Eugene scoffed incredulously at Joshua’s accusation.

Cedrick, however, froze at what Joshua said about irreparable mistakes.

He recalled what he had heard in the ward and how certain Benedict had sounded in his childish voice.

“Even if you and Mommy are not mad at him, I’ll teach him a lesson in the future. Getting rid of someone means they won’t be around anymore, right? I just don’t want to see him. I want him to disappear.”

Benedict doesn’t like Charles. He hates him.

He wasn’t joking.

Cedrick felt anxious all of a sudden. He realized he did not know who his five-year-son was anymore.

The more he thought about it, the greater the pain he felt in his heart.

“I’m going back to the ward. I’ll leave this to you.”

Without another word, he turned around and swiftly left.

“Huh? Cedrick?”

When Joshua called out to him, he was already out of sight and earshot.

was forced to deal with the strange old man

reading material even if he begs you for them.

strode back

His heart, too, was filled

of the past couple of

families, he and Gwendolyn had so many obligations

been so occupied with Benedict’s physical condition that he had neglected his

about it,

Cedrick found himself back at the

saw that Benedict was in bed. The

sitting quietly and staring at the foliage outside the window. His frail, pale

drip. “The professor who came to change my medication said there’s only one bottle left for today. You can go deal

words gave Cedrick a

smiled at his son. “Are you worried that I would be annoyed, Benny?”

his gaze, looking sorrowful. “I’ve been sick since I was

doesn’t mean you’re not normal, Benny. Besides, I will never find you annoying, and I’ll

into his arms, enveloping the boy in a

to pretend and be serious like an adult. Mommy and

“Making a scene

have the right to express how they feel, too,” Cedrick said. “You can cry in front of me, Benny. I won’t make fun of you for

at him, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “Why do you want me to cry so much,

Cedrick’s lips twitched.

had just felt for his child disappeared completely

silent for a long time before correcting his son, “Says who? I’ve never shed a tear to gain sympathy. That’s what your mother does.

a wide, innocent smile.

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