Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce



Chapter 884 Dad, How Long Will You Be Leaving?

After reaching the second floor, Huston did not rush back to the bedroom. Instead, he went straight to the room where Lucas was.noveldrama

As the door was pushed open, he and Sadie were sitting on the carpet by the bed and playing Legos. The child had just come back from school and didn't have time to change his school uniform. Seeing Huston come in, Lucas stood up happily and ran to him. "Daddy!"

His legs were tightly hugged by a pair of small hands. When he felt the intimate touch, his eyes couldn't help turning red. He signed at Sadie, and she understood. She nodded and walked out of the room, not forgetting to close the door.

"Dad, why didn't you pick me up after school this afternoon?" Lucas raised his head and looked at him innocently.

Huston half-squatted down to meet his gaze. Although the young face in front of him was still so immature, it was still seventy percent similar to his. The remaining thirty percent had traces of Evelyn's face. At this moment, when he thought about how he might not be able to see the child for the next half a year, his heart was aching.

"Dad, why aren't you saying anything?" Lucas was confused when he saw that his father was staring at him.

The way the child kept calling him "Dad" made him feel even more uncomfortable. He had not picked him up from school, nor had he asked him to bring his friends home. He had not heard enough of him calling him "Dad". There were still a lot of things he wanted to give him, but it was too late. In order not to hurt him one day, he had to leave them first.

"Does Lucas miss Daddy?" the man suddenly asked in a low and hoarse voice.

Although Lucas didn't understand why his father asked this question, he still nodded honestly. "Yes."

Her childish voice almost made him lose control. He turned his face away and casually picked up a piece of Lego. "Do you like playing Legos? Do you have any other toys you like?"

"Cars, Uncle Bert bought me a lot before..." Lucas told him about his toys one by one. He didn't understand the intention of adults, but he was very happy when he thought of those toys.

Huston committed everything to memory. Even if he left the house, he could ask someone to send some over from time to time.

Looking at Lucas, who was happy, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence. "Lucas, Dad is going on a long business trip and may not be able to come back for a while. Listen to Mom at home and wait for Dad to come back and bring you a lot of interesting toys, okay?"

Lucas was not very clear about the concept of a business trip. He just felt that his father would not be able to come back for a long time, so his little face darkened. "Dad, how long will you be leaving?"

"I don't know. It should be a little longer than before. I'll tell you before I come back." When he said this, the 50% warning failure flashed through his mind.

If he failed, he didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

The child was always the kindest and most sensitive. As if sensing his emotional fluctuations, Lucas suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand. The warm touch passed through his fingertips to his whole body. The man was stunned and looked down at the small and soft hands that Lucas could only hold a few of his fingers despite trying his best to hold.

The same blood ran in their veins, and father and son were connected by heart. There was no need to say anything. With just a small action, Huston could no longer move.

As the blood ran through his limbs, a wave of sourness and heat rushed straight to his head. The Lego in front of him became blurred, and his eyes were moist. He suddenly got up and turned his face away, not wanting the child to see him lose his composure.

"Dad?"

"I'm fine." His voice was trembling, and he tried his best to restrain himself. He had been holding back the sourness cutting through his throat while saying words. "I'll go down and see Mom."

Leaving the children's room as if he was fleeing, he rushed into the bedroom. When he walked into the bathroom, the sensor light above his head lit up. Looking at the embarrassed face in the mirror, he almost didn't recognize himself.