It was not easy for Wolcott to fill his stomach, and all the children were led by Julissa to play in the yard.
As soon as the children left, Jodelle asked without courtesy: "Why are you here?"
Wolcott didn't feel unwelcome at all, and quite confidently said: "This is my son's home, can't I come?"
"No," the party involved spoke up, Cerillo directly said, "You have plenty of good sons. Didn't you give up on this son a long time ago?"
That statement was too direct. So direct that even the usually shameless Wolcott felt embarrassed for a moment.
Immediately after, Wolcott revealed a face full of bitterness and sorrowfully said, "Ah, Cerillo, dad was wrong in the past."
Cerillo's eyes twitched as if he was seeing a ghost. Wolcott, he would actually apologize?
"Apologizing? To his son? Such a thing was impossible in the past.
Even Jodelle couldn't help but stare, asking, "Did you bump into a ghost?"
Wolcott faintly smiled and sighed.
