Episode 3

At that moment, Kael didn't say a word and gave up on the wedding.

Max Barker’s relationship with his family had been very embarrassing over the past few days. His father was angry with Kael for not speaking to him for a year. After he gave birth, he was even more disappointed.

His stepmother and stepbrother had filled his head with discord; the relationship between him and his father became strained. Sergei thought that his son's life was chaotic and he didn't know how to behave.

He didn't return home for five years, but time allowed his father to be tolerant; from time to time, Kael would send him some photos of himself and his son.

Three days ago, Sergei developed an illness. He called him and asked him to come back and bring his grandson to meet him.

Five years had passed abroad and made Kael forget everything that happened during that time. Now, in his life, there was only his little son and he didn't want to pay attention to those old memories.

A taxi drove all the way from the airport to the Wrights' house.

Standing in front of the door, Kael sighed a little. Kael, in this family, gradually became a stranger.

"Dad, what are you thinking?" Little Karl asked.

Kael withdrew his thoughts, laughed, and lowered himself to his son's height to adjust the hood his son was wearing at the time.

"Well, I don't know."

The little one pursed his lips and smiled. He had big, star-like eyes.

Since Karl's birth, Kael had put aside the resentment for that bastard who abused him. His son was increasingly beautiful, but his facial features were not like his, which left him speechless every time he looked at him.

Anyway, the boy belonged only to him, but he didn't want to run into that bastard ever again in his life.

Kael stood up and rang the doorbell. After a while, a servant opened the door and was surprised.

"You've finally returned, I… Is this your son? He looks cute."

"Is my father home?"

"Yes, Mrs. and Sergio are also in..." The smile on the servant's face was a bit stiff.

Kael didn't pay attention to the existence of Dora and Sergio. He just brought his son to meet his grandfather.

Kael took the little one to the entrance of the living room. On the sofa in the hallway, his father, Sergei, was having a cup of tea and waiting for them. Sergei looked up and saw a couple of boys, his son and grandson, come in; he quickly put down his cup of tea and stood up.

"Dad, I'm back," Kael called out to him.

"Ah! Just come closer." Sergei looked at his eldest son, who was becoming more handsome every time, and his eyes fell slightly on the little boy beside him.