Chapter 551
Amelia replied, “Yes. Didn’t I tell youst time that he really is your daddy?” She had no intention of
hiding this fact from her son forever.
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She had originally nned to tell him when he turned eighteen, but now the time hade much
earlier.
“Why is Daddy onlying down from the sky just now?” Aiden turned to look at Warren.
Warren almost choked on his saliva and rolled his eyes at Amelia.
Amelia felt a bit embarrassed. She had mentioned to her son before that his father was in heaven or
something like that.
“I didn’t know about you before, but now I do, so I’ll be with you often, Aiden,” Warren exined.
It was strange. He was usually so stern, but when it came to his own flesh and blood, he could not
help but be gentle, especially when he looked at the hearing aid on Aiden’s ear. It tugged at his
heart.
Even though Aiden had a disability, Warren was determined to ensure that he would not be inferior
to anyone in the future. He wanted his son to be exceptional. He would not tolerate any
discrimination against him.
Aiden’s face lit up with a shy yet hopeful smile. “So, will you let me ride on your shoulders in the
future?” His eyes, simr to Amelia’s, could not hide his
eagerness.
He had always admired other children who could ride on their fathers’ shoulders. Although his
mother had let him do it before, he still wished for a father to give him rides.
He thought, “Back when Mr. Graham allowed me to ride on his shoulders, I was so happy. I even
wondered if my daddy would do the same if he were with me. I can’t believe Daddy is right here in
front of me.”
Warren frowned. Ride on his shoulders? That seemed distant to him. It was like it belonged to a
bygone era.
For a moment, father and son locked eyes, and the atmosphere in the car fell silent.
“Aiden wants to ride on your shoulders,” Amelia exined.
She did not want Warren to disrupt their peaceful life by being too present, but she also feared that
if he refused Aiden’s request, her son would be disappointed.
“I know what that is,” Warren said.
Aiden blinked, looking at him with a touch of pleading. “Is it not allowed?”
Warren gazed at the adorable and innocent face in front of him. The overall features of the little
one’s face, like the nose and lips, resembled how he looked when he was a child. But those eyes
were so much like Amelia’s, especially when he smiled.
He wanted to see Aiden smile, not put on a pitiful face. “It’s perfectly fine. Riding on the shoulders is
fine. Whenever you want to ride on my shoulders, just let me know.”
Warren could not refuse Aiden’s request, even though he considered it a somewhat foolish action
for a grown man.
Aiden’s eyes lit up, and his face once again disyed a smile.
Amelia breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Warren had not refused Aiden.
As she nced at Warren, their gazes met.
She noticed that he was looking at her.
In the car, Aiden began to talk about what happened at kindergarten today while the two adults
exchanged nces.
The car arrived at the ce where Amelia currently lived. As Warren had promised, he lifted Aiden
high, allowing him to ride on his shoulders.
Aiden shouted excitedly, a rare moment of pure joy.
Looking at the scene before her, Amelia knew her son was really happy. Usually, Aiden was
rtively shy and would rarely say anything to the people around him. Only when he faced close
people would he be livelier.
It was rare for him to get this excited.
Warren disyed warmth in his eyes despite having a serious expression on his face and his formal
appearance in a suit.
He responded to Aiden’s excitement, turning left and right as the little one directed.
No one would have expected that the usually stern CEO of York Group would have such a side.
Amelia’s eyes welled with tears as she thought, “Is this father-son bond innate? Warren had not
participated in Aiden’s life until now. Despite thete reunion, Aiden seems to have readily epted
him. Is it a natural instinct rted to blood?”
After a while, Amelia said, “That’s enough, Aiden. Let’s go back. Grandma is waiting for us at
home.”
Reluctantly, Aiden climbed down from Warren’s shoulders.
As Amelia handed Aiden over to her mother, she noticed that Warren’s warmth had turned into
indifference.
Amelia smiled bitterly, realizing that all he had left for her was coldness. Nevertheless, she did not
mind as her feelings for him had long since faded. What mattered was that he could show Aiden
some tenderness.
Amelia led her son into the residential area.
As they entered the residential area, Aiden kept looking back at Warren.
“Mommy, isn’t Daddy going to live with us?” Aiden asked. He knew from his kindergarten friends
that daddies usually lived with mommies.
“Well, it’s because we separated a long time ago, so we don’t live together,” Amelia exined as
she ruffled his hair.
Unexpectedly, Aiden suddenly asked, “Are you both divorced?”
Amelia was dumbfounded. “Divorce?”
“In our ss, there’s a kid named Kyle. His Daddy and Mommy got divorced, but he lives with his
Mommy. He said his Daddy visits him every week,” Aiden exined.
Faced with her son’s serious inquiry, Amelia could only give a vague response. After all, how could
she exin to her son that she and Warren had never been married, and he was, in fact, a child
born out of wedlock, not even considered a product of marriage?
However, such a truth would be too harsh to reveal, and she could not bring herself to tell her child
the reality.
Fortunately, Aiden did not ask anymore.
Upon returning home, Amelia entrusted Aiden to Matilda and tidied up the stuff she needed for her
food cart. Then, she rode her cart out the door.
Her voluptuous figure powered the cart with its three wheels, and the goods on board swayed as
the cart moved.
She did not notice that Warren, not far away, was sitting in the car, looking at her through the
window.
In the room at night, Rosalie could not fall asleep. Maybe it was what Jonathan said about the
Room Where Blood Spills during the day that made her think about the ancestors of the Youngblood
family and the women locked here.