Chapter 602 - Good night, Dylan

What Nolan told him might sound so wrong from the moral standpoint. 

But when was the last time a moral person won in power games?

Sean briefly lifted his palm and looked at it— he got bloods in his hand that Ryota knew nothing about.

He didn't want to terrify and scare his wife, lest destroy his perfect image of a loving husband in Ryota's eyes. 

That's why... he would do anything to keep this secret for the rest of his life.

"Is she asleep already?" The man asked as he carefully treaded into the serene room, seemingly surprised.

"Yes. She was so excited for the new violin Mr. Nolan gifted." Ryota answered, partly whispering in his voice after he gently tucked his little girl into bed and pulled the bunny-patterned blanket over her tiny body. "Has Mr. Nolan gone home? I haven't had the chance to thank him." He added in a slightly worried tone.