So that boy was his too? Really? He felt what joy was inside him. A feeling he could not explain.

Are they really his children? Maybe he's just being fooled? Maybe he was just imagining it? Or just one of his dreams?

"W-Why would I?" Its rude question back. "I know he doesn't know me." Plus, they still haven't looked at Nate's behavior.

So her smiles were wiped away when she heard what her son said.

"Marshall." Ellesa scolds the child. He just nodded and never spoke again.

"Argh, that brat. Don't mind him dad. He's really that bad. As if I didn't hear him cried at night asking where...