“Mommy, where’s Dad?” Scottie, who just woke up, rubbed his left eye as he walked towards his mother. He expertly sat beside his mother and curled like a cat against her arm before he used his mother’s lap as pillow.
Ashley, who was drinking her coffee, caressed her son’s ruffled fluffy hair with a gently smile on her lips. “He went back to the Capital City last night, little dumpling. Your father still has a big company to manage, you know.”
‘He is being a coward again,’ Ashley thought with a scoff.
But she could not possibly tell her son these words, seeing how attached he was to his father. Though this realization made her comfortable, she knew that it was bad if her son harbored bad feelings to his father. The arguments of the adults should belong to the world of the adults. As pare
