"Don't touch me!" Harvey flinched, moving backward as he stared at Jim warily. "Are you still thinking of finding Number-9? Are you still thinking about marrying her?
"You said you'll marry Mommy and be with her, but you're just lying to me, aren't you? To you, Number-9 is the most important person in this world—more important than me, Mommy, and Shelly. So important that you can forget about us, isn't it?"
Harvey's heartache only grew the more he poured out his heart.
"You broke Mommy's heart over and over again when you thought Charlotte was Number-9, all because you loved her. All that, and you’re still looking for her right now!
"What if you find her, then? Are you going to abandon Mommy, me, and Shelly? If that's the case, I’ll go find Grandpa and Granny tomorrow to change my name! My name will no longer be Harvey Landry; I'm going to just be Harvey Craig!"
Harvey's gaze burned with rage as he stared at Jim, who felt helpless with the way his son was acting. He sighed and reached out to grab Harvey's hand, but Harvey dodged it again.
Helpless, Jim stood up and approached Harvey to pull him into his arms.
Harvey tried to struggle. "Let go of me!"
"No." Jim’s lips curved into a smile as he held Harvey closer to him. "I will not let go of you and your Mommy.”
He then looked at Harvey's face solemnly." Harvey, you always said that you're not a kid anymore. You are six years old now, and you should know that a person must always keep his promise and see it through to the end. Even if I can’t be with Number-9 anymore, I just want to fulfill the promise that I made when I was just a boy. I just want to find her, apologizing that I can't be with her anymore. That's all."
He continued, "Besides that, think about it. You're already six years old, and maybe Aunt Number-9 is already married and has kids of her own. Even if I find her, I don't have to be together with her. Am I not right?"
Nonetheless, Harvey's frown did not leave his face even after hearing his father's explanation. He sighed. "Then..." He stuck out his pinky finger, intending to make a promise. "You have to promise me that you’ll marry Mommy :a+
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