Listening to his youngest son's incessant questions, a sense of annoyance and impatience welled up within him. As a child, he was never this clingy. It seemed he had spoiled him too much before, making the boy become weak.
Senator Henderson shook his head, ready to tell the driver to take his youngest son home first so he could work overtime. As he looked up to find the driver, his eyes, as if guided by an unseen force, fell upon a stranger girl across the street.
Thump, thump.
At that moment, Senator Henderson heard his own heartbeat. Although he had never met the girl, with just one glance, he believed that she should be his child.
Those exquisite features, the deep and hesitant eyes, the calm and graceful demeanor, although she looked nothing like him, he could see through the superficial exterior and see the internal resemblance between them.
