บท 804: Destiny [2]

Damien's father stood silently, staring into his son's eyes.

They were a beautiful purple color that reminded him of a long-lost love.

But at the moment, they didn't gleam with life like a human's eyes.

These were the dead eyes of a puppet, an object without free will.

He felt an unimaginable pain in his heart.

His own child…his own flesh and blood…

…couldn't face him without taking such measures?

He knew this day would come, the day when he met his son again after so many years. He was truly excited to see his growth and reunite with him, but it seemed his thinking was far too wishful.

The wrongs he'd committed in the past, regardless of the reasoning behind them, had lasting consequences that he'd need to slowly compensate for.

He sighed to himself.

In this situation, he didn't have any right to act fatherly.

Besides, he didn't have enough time for that.