Chapter 82

Panay pa rin ngisi si Maxwell habang pasakay kami sa elevator mula sa Fiere Company. Papunta kami sa restaurant sa kung saan nandoon si Maximo at si manang.

Nang makarating ay tuwang tuwa ang anak kong iniyakap ang isa niyang braso sa ama. “Daddy is your work hours done by now?” inosenteng tanong ni Maximo na ikinangiti ni Maxwell.

“Not yet, son. By 6pm, my work is done. Did you miss daddy? Did you do great on your therapy?” Naupo si Maxwell sa tabi ng anak niya kaya naman pinanood ko sila bago tumingin sa menu.

“I miss you daddy, and yes, I did great. Ask mommy, I could move my fingers na po. I’m very happy!” masayang kwento ng anak naming si Maximo.

“That’s good to know anak, you’re really brave. What about I buy you some pasalubong when I get home later?” suhestyon ni Maxwell na hinayaan ko na rin. It’s part of treating our son na rin for doing his best during his therapy sessions.

“Mommy said no to spoiling Maximo po,” bulong ni Maximo na rinig na rinig ko.

“Don’t worry, she can’t