The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1937

The driver would naturally follow his instructions.

After the car stopped, Wayne said, "Find a parking spot nearby and wait for me." Then he got out of the car.

The driver didn't dare to ask Wayne where he was going or what he was planning on doing.

He just obediently did as he was told.

After Wayne got out of the car, he walked straight across the zebra crossing.

The boy looked up, saw Wayne walking towards him, and instantly broke into a smile, running towards him.d2

“Mr. Silverman!”

“Where are your shoes?” asked Wayne.

“I was sleeping in the park, and another homeless guy stole them,” the boy answered, looking down.

“You were sleeping in the park? How long have you been out?” Wayne asked.

“Not long, just last night...” the boy replied with a low voice.

“What’s your parents’ phone number?” Wayne took out his phone. “They left a kid out all night, are they nuts?”

“Mr. Silverman, don’t...” the boy started, panicked. “Don’t call them, I’ll be fine when my grandma comes back, it’s just a misunderstanding this time!”

Wayne furrowed his eyebrows. “What if she doesn’t come back? You’ll just stay out by yourself?”

The boy didn’t answer, just looked down.

“What about your other relatives?” Wayne asked, holding back his anger.

“They... might prefer it if I disappeared. I can’t go to them,” the boy answered.

These words hit Wayne hard.

“So you’d rather come to a stranger?” he asked.

The boy looked at him with a small smile. “You’re more reliable than they are!”

“What do you want me to do?” Wayne asked directly. “Find you a hotel?”

At this point, an old lady walked by carrying a bag of groceries.

She gave Wayne a strange glance.

The boy looked up at Wayne. “When I was in Norhaven, I saw you with your kids, and I was really envious. Your wife is different from my mom, she’s kind, and you’re not like my dad.”

The boy paused, then continued, “My dad doesn’t love me, he’s always cold and indifferent. You really love your kids, I can tell... that’s why I’m jealous of them."

"If they don't treat you well, let go of your expectations for them and make yourself stronger." Wayne leaned on his cane, walked over to him, paused for a moment, then raised his hand and gently touched his head. "Then, become the kind of father you hope to be."

"Do you think I can do it?" the boy asked.

"Of course." Wayne nodded. "When I was a kid, everyone in my family hated me, including my parents..."

Wayne didn't continue.

"But look at me now, I have a loving partner, adorable children. Everything has changed." When he mentioned his wife and children, a soft expression naturally appeared on Wayne's face.

"I hope when I grow up, I can be like you!" The boy nodded firmly.

Wayne thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I'm not that good a person, I've done a lot of things that hurt the ones I love, you can't do that when you grow up."

"I understand." The boy nodded earnestly.

"Mr. Silverman, your hand is bleeding!" The boy suddenly noticed Wayne's bloody sleeve and exclaimed.