CHAPTER 175

I walked inside and found him looking outside the window as he usually does whenever something is bothering him. I didn’t even know what to tell him, so I just walked over and sat next to him.

And then after a few minutes he turned to me with tears in his eyes, without saying anything, he hugged me and screamed. Not caring about anyone hearing.

And just patted his back because I understood him. I knew how he felt. He would have had the chance to be with his son. He thought the boy, and the mother died. He cried for them and he has been crying ever since.

“Justine, my boy is alive,” he said, and let me go.

“I know, brother. He will be home soon, okay? And then you can teach him everything he ever thought of teaching your son,” I told him.

“I know. I can’t wait. But what time do you think Roland is likely to bring him here?” He asked, looking worried.

“I know Roland can be a bit too much when it comes to just doing what he thinks is right. I know he can get out of the way, but in his st