A Life Debt Repaid novel Chapter 625

Richard nodded. "I believe you."

He certainly knew how much his mommy loved his daddy, and how much she missed him over the years.

Now that his daddy had come back, she definitely would not hold back.

"Don't you think I just stole your mommy?" Lucas asked.

He was able to tell immediately that Richard had a strong bond with his mother, not to mention that sons could get especially possessive toward their mothers in single-parent families.

Did the boy really not mind?

"Daddy, there's absolutely nothing wrong with you being with Mommy," Richard said seriously then. "I'll leave Mommy when I'm older anyway, and you'll be taking care of her for the rest of her life. I'd never get jealous of you."

Lucas finally understood then—the boy still believed that he was her father.

How much did he resemble the man?!

"I'm not your daddy," he said bluntly nonetheless. "You have the wrong person."

"Don't you remember us?" Richard asked him in return.

"Of course I don't. I don't know you at all."

"Daddy—"

"Anyway, I have to go," Lucas told Richard, cutting him short as he was reluctant to keep arguing with a child.

However, when disappointment showed in Richard's eyes, Lucas felt a little remorseful.

What the hell?!

He was always indifferent toward strangers, but Cordy and her son somehow had him wrapped around their proverbial little fingers!

Cordy's restraint was why he never felt that before—at the very least, she kept him at arm's reach while she was rational. However, both the servant and the child were really making him wonder if there really were doppelgangers in this world!

"Daddy, here's some black coffee. It's your favorite, so I asked Winston to brew it for you," Richard said eagerly.

"But I don't like black coffee." Lucas turned him down then.

"But you used to like it."

"Like I said, I'm not your daddy," Lucas said, a little speechless since he seemed unable to clear the air no matter how much he tried.

Richard bit his lip but did not press the issue, instead asking quickly, "Well, what coffee do you prefer, Daddy? I'll ask Winston to brew it for you right away."

"No, I don't usually drink coffee. My stomach can't take it."

"Your stomach has always been bad. I guess you've not been eating well."