Disbelieving of Love

"Father, do you prefer this aunt over me? Am I adopted?" Nathan shook his father's hand with tears in his eyes.

In this world, he only had his father. If not for his father, he wouldn't have anyone else.

"He wasn't the one who gave birth to you." Ella said it with a smile, deliberately teasing Nathan even more.

Nathan's lips seemed to thin as he tried to contain himself. He really wanted to cry now. He wanted to cry when he heard Ella's reply that it wasn't Christian who gave birth to him.

He was not a child who cried easily and he did not want to cry in front of his father and this evil woman.

It didn't take long for him to control himself. There were no more puddles of water in his eyes, it's just that they looked a little red.

"Is that true?" Nathan didn't want to give up and kept asking Christian.

All the answers that came out of Ella's mouth were unreliable. As long as his father said that he was his son, Nathan could rest easy.