Chapter 733 Compared to Jaredâs emotional turmoil, Nocturne was the epitome of calm. This didnât sit well with Jared At dinner, Jared repeatedly asked Nocturne if he genuinely considered him as his father, or if there had been a better father figure in his life over the past four years.
Agnes couldnât stand it anymore, saying, âJared, are you being childish?â
Jared whispered into Agnes ear, âDonât you think our son is a bit too calm? I canât tell if heâs happy or notâ
Agnes rolled her eyes at Jared, Your son inherited that trait from youâ
Jared raised an eyebrow. Turning to Nocturne, who was eating spaghetti, he asked, âNoc, are you happy today?â
âI am very happy. Nocturne replied calmly âIs that your way showing your happiness?â
Nocturne slightly smiled, his tone serious. Yes, dad. This is how I look when Iâm happyâ
Jared was worried, his son was too good at hiding his emotions. His son was even better at it than himself. That attitude was not one of a fourâyearâold. It was as if heâd timeâtraveled from a different era.
After a long stay at the nursing home, once Agnesâ grandmother had gone to bed, they left with Nocturne, who was sound asleep.
Jared held the little guy in his arms, not wanting to put him down, even when it was time to drive home. He asked Agnes to drive, while he sat in the passenger seat, holding Nocturne.
He couldnât take his eyes off the little guy. The more he looked at this little guy, the more he love him.
Agnes laughed âIâve never seen you like this, not even when you first found out that Nocturne was your sonâ
At this, Jared was angry He childishly rolled his eyes at Agnes, saying, âHow would you know how I felt? I was so ecstatic; I could have raised the roofâ Jared seemed like a completely different person Agnes laughed Okay, stop staring. Heâs not going anywhere.â
Jared looked at the little guy in his arms,âI made him, you know. He might be the best thing Iâve ever done in my life. Look at his nose, mouth, he looks just like me Those eyes are identical to yours, and they are beautiful, by the way. And his skin, itâs softer than a baby girlâs Most importantly, he has a genius brain Which fourâyearâold boy can bring down a companyâs server in a matter of minutes? My son, thatâs who.â
Jared was brimming with pride, completely ignoring the damage that server crash had caused the company.
Seeing Jared so excited, Agnes played along. âYes, your son is amazing. But how does it feel to know your IQ is lower than a fourâyearâoldâs?â âThatâs your IQ, not mine.â Jared replied, smugly.
Agnes was speechless. He was acting like a fool. But seeing Jaredâs loving gaze, Agnes felt both happiness and a twinge of sadness. If they hadnât left so hastily four years ago and had sought out the truth instead, they wouldnât have been apart for so long.
Agnes knew how much Jared regretted missing out on their sonâs growth, so Agnes took Jaredâs hand, saying to him, âJared, letâs have another child Letâs give Noc a younger sister, and youâll get a little sweetheartâ