While I was eating my breakfast, Ethan joined Jared on the sofa. Ethan tried to help Jared sketch something on his sketch pad, but Jared didn't let his father help him nor look at what he was sketching.
"No! It's a private property of mine. I don't usually share it with any other people, especially strangers. I only like sharing my works with mommy. Not with anyone else," he said continuously.
My jaw dropped at the words Jared used. From the look of it, I can see that he didn't realize the words that came out of his mouth. When I took a look at Ethan, I noticed that he was frozen, and the pain in his eyes was visible. He was hurt that his own son... thinks he is a stranger.
His eyes remained fixed on watching Jared, but I knew it had stabbed his heart. I really don't understand. A minut
