Chapter 79 Hi, Dad. I've Missed You

His son had been quiet and composed for the past five years, just like Dewitt himself had been when he was a child.

Yet now, the boy was crying his head off in his arms.

What was even more annoying was that he kept on wiping his tears and snot on Dewitt's clothes every now and then, only to continue crying.

Dewitt gritted his teeth. "Jarrod Darknorth, are you done?"

Unexpectedly, the fierce edge to his voice scared Norman, making him cry further. "Waaa...you're...Dad...fierce...waaa..."

Dewitt's veins bulged with tension as he glared his son. Strangely, his son's messy hair reminded him or Shirley's own crow nest.

Suddenly, his son's eyes looked so similar to Shirley's...

Dewitt softened up.

With a sigh, he stretched out a stiff arm to gently hold the boy in his arms, coaxing in a way that was alien to him, "Alright, I won't scold you anymore."

Norman sniffed and raised his head, watery eyes staring at Dewitt as he puffed his cheeks.

He had finally met his father.