By the time Grey arrived at the hospital hurriedly, he saw that a female adult was lying unconscious in the hospital bed, and his precious son Noah was sprawled all over the edge of the bed with his pyjamas still intact. He was soundly asleep at the moment.

Grey was a little flustered upon seeing such a scene.

"Noah."

Noah responded to a tiny disturbance in the ward, and when he saw Grey, his expression softened a little. He raised a picture in his hands.

It was a picture drawn using crayon, which was Noah's favourite. He couldn't speak, and he had limited vocabulary too, so in order to express...