Chapter 1292
Finally, the little kid aroused his sympathy.
Luke''s Adam''s apple went up. He propped his left hand on the wheel, and his right hand on Brad''s
head.
Just like Eileen did, Luke stroked Brad''s hair.
Brad looked strangely up at him.
The car soon arrived at the vi.
They stepped into the living room one after the other.
It was veryte, nearly eleven o''clock. Brandy took Brad upstairs to bed. The boy was very obedient
and understanding.
Standing downstairs, Luke could clearly hear Brad happily talking to Brandy about Eileen''s birthday.
A momentter.
Brandy came down the stairs. Luke was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up. "Is he asleep?"
"No. Brad is very excited," Brandy answered with a smile.
Immediately, Luke sat upright.
He got up, told Brandy that he was going upstairs to have a look, and left.
Brandy felt that the atmosphere between Luke and Brad was unusual.
It seemed very harmonious.
After all, they were father and son. They would naturally get closer after spending time together.
When Luke pushed open the door and walked in, Brad was reading aic book.
He was in high spirits and didn''t want to sleep. "Why don''t you sleep?"
"I''m not sleepy yet. I want to readic stories for a while." Brad''s head was buried in theic
book.
"Can you read it?" Luke sat down.
Brad nodded. "I''m already in the fourth grade. I know a lot of words, and I''ve been reading
storybooks since the second grade.
Hearing this, Luke frowned slightly.
As a father, he didn''t even know what grade his child was in.
"When did you start sleeping alone?" he asked.
Brad scratched his head. "When I was very, very young, too young to remember."
"Why didn''t you sleep with Mom?"
"Mom didn''t agree. She said a man couldn''t sleep with his mom.
"But she was not happy when saying it. She always looked sad. I often find Mom tucking me up in
the night."
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Brad didn''t understand, but Luke did.
She knew from the beginning that she would be separated from her child.
She thus couldn''t and dared not be very close to her child, afraid that it would be even more difficult
to part with him.
She loved the child but had to be detached.
Brad finally felt tired. He closed theic book, put it next to his pillow, and slid into bed.
He was so small that he upied only a corner of the bed.
It was hard to find him under the quilt without looking carefully.
"Dad..."
Suddenly, Brad called Luke.
Luke raised his eyebrows with a grunt.
"Thank you for taking me to see Mom and celebrating her birthday." Brad curved his lips. "Mom
must be very happy!"
Luke''s eyes shed with surprise and then softened. "Sleep now."
Brad meekly nodded.