Chapter 986

In Julian’s bedroom, Sean told him, “Go apologize to Mommy.”

He was frowning when he pushed the door open. When he ordered Julian, his tone was startlingly mature.

It was quite interesting. Diana was angry with Julian, and so was the little one.

Julian crouched to Sean’s level. “Do you know what happened between your mommy and me? And now, you want me to apologize to her?”

Sean shook his head, arms crossed. His one leg was on the ground, while the other was raised against the wall. He looked at Julian, his face icy and aloof.

“Women need to be appeased,” he said with a stern face, like the strictest teacher in school. He sounded dead serious. “Whether she’s right or wrong, it’s always your fault. This is the only way your love can last.”

Julian was shocked by his son’s words. “…Little man, do you even know what love is?”

“Of course.”

Sean glanced at him flatly, then turned and left the room. Shortly after, he returned with a small backpack.

Betty rested her cheek on her hand, watching them silently.

Without hesitation, Sean unzipped his backpack and tipped it toward the floor.

A clatter resounded. Piles of love letters spilled out from his backpack.

Many of these love letters had at most two lines of words, all written crookedly in twisted alphabets.

They either looked like scribbles, or resembled the footprints of a caterpillar. Julian stared at them for a while, but couldn’t make anything out.

He looked at Sean. “Can you make out what’s written on these?”

“I can’t. They haven’t taught us how to write at school.”

Most people gave him leaves or flowers in envelopes, and some drew hearts for him. In short, they were all confessing to him. He was quite popular in kindergarten.

“See,” Sean said with a raised eyebrow, “I understand everything. I understand little girls’ thoughts even better. Mommy might be grown up, but she’s still a little girl at heart, Daddy.”

He patted Julian’s shoulder solemnly. Julian, on the other hand, was in shock at how much this child knew at such a young age.

“Comfort her properly, okay?” Sean advised.

Women were easy to appease.

Just like Faye, their old neighbor.

When Sean left Stirling City, Faye cried a river.

At that time, Sean raised his little hand to wipe Faye’s tears away. He kissed her on the forehead, then said seriously,” You’re my princess. When you grow up, I’ll become a prince to marry you.”

Actually, Sean didn’t like princes at all.

However, Faye liked them. He knew saying that would make Faye stop crying. Sean didn’t like to see girls cry.

Sure enough, Faye quickly stopped crying after hearing his words, and hugged him. Her voice was choked as she vowed to marry him once they grow up. She even declared herself his girlfriend, in hopes he wouldn’t play with other girls.

Of course, Betty was an exception.

But since that day, Sean held true to his promise.

Even though he received love letters daily, he never said more than a few words to other girls. Just a casual acknowledgment.

After Sean was finished speaking, he walked away coolly.

Julian was left utterly dumbfounded. As Sean walked away, he asked, “Don’t you want these love letters?”

“They were going in the trash from the start,” Sean said coldly. “It’s better just to throw them away.”

Julian was speechless.

Was this really his son?

He couldn’t help but shiver; why did Sean feel even colder than him…?

Still, Sean’s words filled Julian’s mind. The boy was young, but his words were oddly mature. Julian looked at the love letters on the ground, lost in thought.

He turned to look at his daughter. “Sweetie, can you lend me your doll for a moment?”

Betty blinked her big doe eyes at the question. Without hesitation, she pushed her doll to Julian. “Here you go, Daddy.”

Baby girls were truly the best little angels in the world, always so considerate.

Unlike his son!