Chapter 828

Blake walked in from the balcony. The sound of light footsteps could be heard from his slippers on the floor. Winson rubbed his eyes and opened the door. They looked at each other in the corridor.

Winson smelled the faint smell of smoke and frowned. "Dad, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Blake glanced at him and asked lightly, "What are you doing here?"

Winson walked barefoot to the kitchen and said, "I'm thirsty. I need water."

Blake watched as his son walked towards the kitchen before returning to his own room.

After a while, when he was about to turn off the light, the door opened. Winson stood at the door and said, "Dad, I want to sleep with you."

Blake nodded and saw that Winson's bare feet were pale under the dim light. He frowned slightly. When Winson climbed into bed, he took a tissue box from the bedside table and wiped Winson's feet clean. Then, he was willing to let him in.

Winson picked up the quilt and got into it. He lay down obediently and turned off the lights. The