158. I refuse

"I want my son to have a father's love."

"Is that the only reason, or do you want to keep playing with your feelings?"

"I can't let down Uncle and Aunt."

"Or are you trying to torture me some more?"

Sara smirked, "Why would I still care about you? When I lost my daughter, I lost you too. So, don't think any of my choices have anything to do with you, Mr. Dixon. Please, no more pointless questions. You mean nothing to me. Goodnight."

Sara Owen hung up the call, tears welling in her eyes. She turned to look at her sleeping little boy.

"Forgive me, Son."

The next evening…

When Sara Owen left Cerate Solutions, she noticed a man standing near her car, waiting for her. He was tall and strikingly handsome, with well-defined facial features that gave him an air of refinement. Upon seeing her, he greeted her with a warm smile.

"Hello, Miss Owen."

Sara smiled hesitantly, as if trying to place the man. "Hi, do I know