Day Five…
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Nathan went upstairs and headed to the study room. Upon opening the door, a small figure ran toward him, hugging his legs.
"Dad, you are back!" Ethan's eyes shone brightly as he looked at his father.
Nathan also greeted Ethan, his hand reached for his son's head, ruffling his hair tenderly. He just replied to him with a simple "Hmm."
Ethan quickly grabbed his father's hand, dragging him toward the soft couch located at the corner of his study room. At the table, two cups of warm liquids were served– one milk and one green tea.
Nathan's gaze fell on the two cups. Then he shifted his gaze back to Little Ethan, his eyes giving the boy a questioning look.
He had a feeling that Little Ethan was up to something. Maybe, he had another favor he wanted to request from him. Nathan was used to seeing Ethan's sweet and thoughtful side whenever he would ask him something.
