Chapter 27
Yvan couldn’t fathom how Matilda had managed these past few years. Seeing her sobbing into Logan’s shoulder, a peculiar pang of discomfort twisted in his gut.
Drying his mother’s tears with a tissue, Logan gently said, “Mommy, let’s go home, okay? Please don’t be sad anymore.”
Hugging him tightly, Matilda trembled. “With you, I can make it through. With you, Mommy can survive…”
Looking up at his fragile mother and then at Yvan standing in the doorway, Logan sighed. “Mom, I told you before. Dad came to pick me up today. I know you hate him, but he is… my dad.”
His young voice carried an undeniable resolve. “Even though I’m not fond of him, having a daddy feels… safe. But if you don’t want to go back to him, Mom, I won’t interfere. Your choice is my choice.”
The tears welled up in Matilda’s eyes once more. “Logan, Mommy’s not afraid anymore. How about we go back and live a good life with Uncle?
The words. “Let’s pretend you never met Yvan and you never had a father went unsaid.
After putting Matilda to bed, Logan stepped out of the hospital room, his m
Yvan’s anxious one.
“How is she?” Yvan asked.
“She’s calmer now… not as agitated as before.”
gaze meeting
Logan stood there, hip features bearing a striking resemblance to Yvan’s. It was evident to any discerning eye that they were father and son.
Sometimes, fate has a twisted sense of humor. The woman Yvan detested had given him such a precocious son. But was such early maturity a blessing or a curse?
“Hey, Dad, it Mom gets better, I have one condition, Logan announced, standing on his tiptoes. “You have to let us reunite with our family.”
Yvan frowned. “You want me to send you back to that so–called home? What, you want to keep wandering around?”
He couldn’t stand the thought of his son suffering out in the world!
Logan’s eyes dimmed. “Dad, would you care about Mom if I didn’t exist?”
The question hit Yvan hard, leaving him speechless and motionless.
“You see, even if you live together without love, it’s still unhappiness. Taking a deep breath. Logan continued, “So, it’s fine for me to live with Mom. You can visit whenever you want. I’ll talk to her about it. I promise we won’t cause any trouble at your house. Mom and I are doing
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just fine on our own.”
He didn’t want to go back to Yvan’s place.
Yvan looked at Logan’s face and felt a dull ache in his chest.
How could a five–year–old have such insight… It was heart–wrenching.
But Yvan couldn’t let go of his son. After all, a Boyd should be raised by the Boyds!
During Matida’s recovery at the hospital Yvan brought Logan to visit her every day after preschool. She soon emerged from her gloom, though she still glared at Yvan with clear hatred.
Yven thought to himself that at least hatred was better than madness.
When Matida was discharged Logan walked hand–in–hand with her. She looked fragile and slender, even thinner after her stay in the hospital. As they moved through the busy hospital. tobby, she seemed like she might collapse at any moment.
Yvan resisted the urge to help her, wondering what it was about this woman that drew his repeated attention. After all she was the one responsible for Rachel’s deathl
Watching Logan hacoily skipping alongside her, Yvan followed them to he
There & handsome and dashing Gideon arrived to pick them up, his closeness to Logan making it seem as though they were the real family.
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Yven scoffed silency, then returned to his car with his bodyguards.
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