Richard Shaw sat in the driver's seat, his brows lowered, and his tea-colored eyes revealed a hint of gloom.
Casimir Shaw saw that his father looked like an abandoned big puppy, his dark eyes suddenly brightened, and he asked Leah: "Mommy, is Uncle Huo from yesterday your new boyfriend? Mommy, are you really not going to be with old Shaw anymore?"
Leah was taken aback by the question and didn't speak.
Inside the car, Richard Shaw was also unusually silent, his gaze passing through the car window, looking at the deep dark night outside, his hands tightly clenched into fists.
"Thomas, it's time to sleep." Leah checked the time and said with a smile.
Casimir Shaw reluctantly hung up the phone; in the car, both father and son were silent.
Casimir Shaw reached out and tugged at old Shaw's clothes, saying weakly, "Old Shaw, didn't we find Mommy? Why doesn't Mommy want us now?"
