“Well I don't know about your own mom, but my Mom is definitely overly protective,” Richard joked.
“You should be happy that you have a mother who cares so much for you and loves you, not everyone does. Some people don't even know who their mothers are,” Hudson said, and Richard paused his steps for a while.
His mind reverted to his childhood years, when the constant question of who his parents were and what his identity was disturbed his mind and he was always taunted for it. His eyes began tearing up as the ugly days filled his mind.
“Y…young Master? Is there a problem? How can I help? Why did you suddenly stop?” Hudson asked.
Richard immediately blinked, coming back to life and shaking his head. “Oh, nothing. I just remember that I needed to do something really important and I have
