Chapter 521


    Chapter 521 A Family Of Three.


    Elvis stood tall and handsome at the door of the room. His white shirt was pulled from his trousers. He


    was extraordinarily handsome.


    For a man his age, the past three years had umted all of his sharpness and savagery. His status


    and wealth had superimposed his indescribable masculine charm. Now Elvis had achieved all that


    there were for a human to achieve.


    In the past three years, tons of women had flocked around him.


    The maids all blushed quietly.


    With a bang, the door opened immediately Elvis kicked it.


    He raised legs and walked in. Little Nathanid on the bed, he covered his body with a nket, and


    one could not even see his little head.


    “Nathan, your skin is itchy, isn’t it?”


    Elvis’s knees were on the side of the bed, and he lifted up the quilt.


    All his patience had been exhausted. He had been taking care of this son for the past three years.


    But thest time he saw Olive in the Emperor’s Clubhouse, her charming little face was fresher than a


    rose petal, and she even went out to show off how she looked.


    In fact, he had thought about her previous sickness. Back then, the old woman was so fierce and


    violent, but now she seemed to bepletely healed.


    However, in the past three years, she had returned to Visionary, and had met her mother, Joyce Brown.


    She must have been healed by Joyce.


    Elvis rudely threw away the nket, and tapped Nathan’s buttocks.


    At this moment, the painting in Nathan’s hands fell onto the bed sheet.


    Elvis’s narrow and deep eyes fell on the drawing paper for a while. “What is this?” he asked.


    When Nathan returned home, he locked himself in the room so that no one would disturb him. It turned


    out that he was drawing.


    Elvis looked at the drawing paper. A slender and pretty woman with long fluffy hair led a little boy for aExclusive content from N?velDrama.Org.


    walk in the sun, which was extremely warm.


    Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the little boy was Nathan himself, and the woman was


    Nathan’s imaginary mother.


    But the mother in the drawing was very simr to Olive!


    Thedy was exactly like Olive!


    A frown quickly appeared on Elvis’s face. “Nathan, what are you drawing?” he probed unhappily.


    Nathan quickly raised his big ck eyes and looked at his father. He knew that his father did not like


    any topic about his mother. No matter who mentioned his mother, he knew that his father would lose


    his temper.


    Nathan picked up the painting and hid it under the pillow.


    Elvis’s heart suddenly ached when he saw his son’s careful movements. He still remembered the first


    time he was furious when his grandmother mentioned Olive.


    At that time, Nathan was only a few months old. Afterwards, Nathan was so frightened that he hid in


    the corner of the room. When Elvis went in search of him, he found Nathan shaking uncontrobly.


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    In the past two years, Nathan had gotten older. But searching through his memories, Elvis could not


    remember a time when Nathan asked about his mother. Nathan had never mentioned his mother in


    front of him.


    In fact, Nathan really longed for his mother. He needed thepany of mother’s love more than


    ordinary children.


    But for the sake of his father, Nathan had always been cautious and careful.


    Everyone knew that Nathan’s autism and his inability to speak were directly rted to his father, Elvis.


    Elvis felt his heart softened. How could he still have the heart to cut off themunication between


    Nathan and Olive and drive Olive out of Imperial?


    Although, he had originally nned to do so.


    Elvis sat on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his hand and took out the painting. Then he frowned


    and asked,


    “Nathan, what are you painting? It’s just you and mummy here. What about me?”


    Nathan’s originally dull eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at his father in disbelief.


    He painted his mother. Wasn’t his father angry?


    Nathan quickly took out his paintbrush and added his father to it.


    Elvis’s brows furrowed deeper. He looked at himself in the painting. He was left behind.


    How could this be true?


    Elvis didn’t want to continue talking with Nathan. He stood up in a bad temper and said, “Get up, get


    out of here and take a shower!”


    With a grunt, Nathan quickly got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.


    “Let Aunt La help you wash,” Elvis Instructed.


    Nathan protested. He was a boy and Aunty La was a girl. Boys and girls could not bathe together!


    Elvis had no choice than to follow him into the bathroom. “Then I’ll help you wash!”


    In the bathroom.


    Nathan took off his clothes and stood under the shower.


    Elvis raised his slender fingers and took off his white shirt before walking in.


    Nathan raised his head and looked at his father.


    The bright yellow light was ted on Elvis’s handsome face. The outlines of his face seemed to be


    carved out, They were exquisite and perfect.


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    Although Nathan wanted his mother in life, he also loved his father very much.


    Elvis squatted on one knee and smeared the body lotion on Nathan’s little chest.


    Elvis had already understood his son’s thoughts.


    “What do you want to ask? Don’t use a pen and paper. You have a mouth. Open your mouth and tell


    me,” Elvis said to him


    Nathan looked at his father. He had never spoken, nor could he speak.


    Nathan looked at his handsome face and said solemnly, “You only have one chance. It’s already been-


    given to you. If you miss it, there won’t be another chance.”


    Elvis had never forced Nathan to speak, because he knew that it was useless. Nathan acted on his


    own will.


    But now he knew that Nathan wanted to ask about his mother, and he was forcing him to say it.