Chapter 11

"Can I go with my daddy Ran, mommy?" My son approaches me and asks for permission.

Because of his call to his father, I surreptitiously raised one eyebrow. Ran short for Stranger.

I approached my son, who was playing in the living room on the floor. He was staring at me as well. Those eyes, which reminded me of his father's, were fixed on me. I couldn't get that thought out of my head. I locked my gaze on my son, who didn't even blink when I looked at him.

I studied his attractive features. Except for the heart shape of his face, he inherited nothing from me. There isn't anything else.

"Of course, baby…"

My son gave me a big grin. "Thank you, Mommy..." Logan rose to his feet and hugged me. I don't hug my son too tightly because I don't want to hurt him.

"Son, where is your father taking you?"

"Daddy Ran said he'll take me to his parent's house," my son explained.

"Your grandparents..."

My son gave a short head nod. "Yes, mommy. But I'm scared."