Lucas was speechless. How could he explain to Richard that he was not his daddy?"Have some warm milk, Daddy. It will warm your stomach," the boy said then, eagerly passing his own glass of milk to Lucas. Lucas was unable to reject the child's kind gesture. "Thank you.""You're welcome, Daddy," Richard replied, flashing a tame smile just then.It somehow left Lucas with a mental burden, as if it would traumatize the child if he turned out not to be his father.But he really was not.Taking a sip of warm milk, he ruthlessly reminded Richard, "I'll be gone after breakfast." "Okay." Richard nodded tamely."We probably won't see each other ever again," Lucas said, making himself very clear to stop Richard from having any expectations."Why?" "Because I'm not your daddy," Lucas said, slowly and deliberately.As Richard's expression darkened, Lucas steeled himself to continue, "I understand very well how you feel, and I understand that you miss your daddy—but I'm not him, and I
"I'm sorry, but I can't help you here."Lucas rejected Richard nonetheless—they were unrelated, and he had no reason to sacrifice himself.Richard certainly had more to say. "Daddy—""I have a girlfriend, Dicky," Lucas said slowly and deliberately, and in no uncertain terms.Richard's face clearly fell then.He refused to believe that his daddy would have a woman other than his mommy!He loved her so much—how could he love anyone else?!"That's why I can't go any further with your mommy," Lucas finished then."But you do love Mommy and only love her!""No, I don't. I only love my girlfriend.""You worked so hard to woo Mommy back then—""Dicky, I'm not your daddy," Lucas repeated patiently then."But…""No 'buts'," Lucas said, patting Richard's head just then. "Since you know that your mommy is sick and stressed, you need to toughen up and take care of her. Counting on others is not as good as counting on yourself."Richard bit his little lip—there was really no getting t
Winston mustered his courage then and said, "Sir, Ms. Sachs really missed you. Please come back soon, once you've done what you need to do."Lucas was in turn speechless.He was never going to make Winston understand that he was not his employer, was he? -Cordy woke up to realize it was already noon.She actually checked three times to see that it really was noon.And she was not in her bed either, but she was where Lucas was sleeping last night instead!What was she doing here?! She had no recollection at all!And if she was sleeping here, where was Lucas sleeping?!She quickly checked her clothes to find her pajamas neatly clinging to her body and that she was straddling a pillow.Lucas' scent seemed to linger on that pillow.No. To be precise, it was John's—it was by sheer coincidence that they almost shared the same scent.So, she was sleeping with him last night? But how did she even get here?! Cordy simply had no idea, but she hurried out of bed to her own room an
Richard continued, "Mommy, I think Daddy might be—"Cordy cut him short right then. "Dicky, I know you miss him. But the dead never return, and I'll always be here to take care of you.She did not want him to hold onto false hopes because it was simply impossible.And that applied to herself as well.Richard bit his lip and tried to explain, but sensing that his mommy would not believe him, he decided to investigate the matter on his own.When the truth was out, she would know that he did not make a mistake."I'll be going out for the afternoon. Be a good boy and stay home, okay?""Okay."With that, Cordy left to look for Jim, her psychiatrist.She was intent on telling him about the situation, so that he would break it down for her and maybe help her with her insomnia. Jim smiled after hearing her story. "Cordy, I think you might have fallen for this gentleman!""Impossible!" Cordy snapped bluntly. "I'll never fall for him—I just found a sense of security because he smells
Cordy nodded. "Yeah."Probably.As long as she could smell John's 'scent', her heart would find security.Then, all thoughts would be drained out of her mind, and she would unwittingly fall asleep."You could try retaining his scent," Jim suggested."What do you mean?" Cordy asked."A person's scent doesn't fade that easily. It might linger on clothes he wore or on the bedsheets and blankets he slept on. If you're sure of a relationship between you and him, I suggest you use his lingering scent to ease your insomnia.""Lingering scent…?" Cordy murmured.The more she thought about it, the more freakish it looked… as if she was becoming a deviant!Jim could read her thoughts, however, and said solemnly, "Dignity is no concern when your health hangs in the balance. Even if men and women should observe propriety and keep their distance, don't male doctors see ladies in their birthday suits during surgery?"Cordy could not help being impressed—psychiatrists really hit the nail on
Lucas snapped right then, "What the devil has gotten into you?!"Cordy rolled her eyes. "I'm perfectly fine, thanks for asking.""If that's true, why are you asking me to come to your place? Don't tell me you've fallen for me now! Does that mean you climbed into my bed on purpose last night?!"Cordy knew it—asking Lucas for help was just asking for it.However, like Jim said, dignity was inconsequential when it came to her health.As such, she gritted her teeth and went for it. "You don't have to pay me back—just stay with me for one night.""Are you crazy?! Are you trying to jump me?! What do you take me for, a gigolo?!""Who's trying to jump you?!" Cordy felt like she could die. "Also, I'd be the one losing out if I slept with you! I'm even paying you for it!""Really?! And what would you lose?! You already have a child, while I…"Lucas' voice suddenly trailed off for a moment, but he soon snapped, "Anyway, I'm the one losing out here! And I'm telling you, Cordy Sachs—you're
Richard pouted. Lucas was so bad-tempered that it was no surprise his mommy did not want to believe that he was really Daddy.However, he was overjoyed that his daddy had returned—after all, he had thought about so many ways to prove that Lucas was his daddy. In the end, the most effective and direct method was a paternity test.They just need to prove that they were father and son, and that would make evident Lucas was his daddy.He had been depressed as he wondered how he could get Lucas' hair, but here he was.-As Lucas put his luggage in the room he stayed last night, he noticed that the bedsheets had really been changed…What was he thinking?! Even if Cordy really had a condition, what did it have to do with him?!He just did not want to owe her anything! Soon, it was evening, and Winston arrived to get him for dinner.As Lucas got out of bed, his back was sore since he had been lying around since the afternoon.When he was about to leave, he saw Winston preparin
The dining table turned quiet.It was obvious that Cordy had raised Richard well, as the boy observed all dining etiquette.Naturally, Lucas was no slouch himself.Still, he was surprised that the food here suited his palate to such an extent.Was this really a coincidence? Most of the food here was really his favorite! However, it was possible that Cordy went out of her way to find out about his preferences, and she just had to ask Maron to know anything she wanted.After dinner, Lucas did not tarry and returned to his room right away, wrapping his blanket in loops around himself.His scent would linger sufficiently like this, no?!And yet, unbelievably—despite the deed itself being absolutely revolting, he was responding to it.He promptly averted his eyes and whipped out his phone, intent on killing time.That was when he heard a knock on his door, and a little head soon poked inside. "Are you asleep, Lucas?"Lucas stared at the boy in turn. "What is it?""I was worried