Every year on their birthdays, the most important thing for him was to put candles on the cake.
Brad felt it was sacred.
Therefore, he must do it reverently and seriously.
He counted several times until he was sure he didn't make a mistake. He then pulled Eileen in front of the cake. "Mom, make a wish."
'Make a wish?'
Eileen was stunned.
All these years, she had never made a serious wish. They were all casual and perfunctory.
Now that she had started a new life, she was going to make a serious wish!
She wished she could survive.
She wished Brad could grow up well, be loved, and have a good future.
If she could only choose one wish, then it would be the second one.
With her hands together in front of her chest, she closed her eyes and quietly made a wish.
Brad blinked, glancing at Luke. He then walked over on his short legs, pulling him t o the table.
His little hands clapped as he sang the birthday song and winked at Luke as a sign for him to sing together.
How could Luke do such a childish and stupid thing?
He raised his eyebrows slightly, leaning there without making any move.
In the light, Eileen's face was fair, clear, and flawless.
Eileen cleaned the room that was in a mess.
Luke went to the bathroom, and Brad followed behind.
As she finished, both of them came out.
Brad hugged her and kissed her cheeks before leaving reluctantly.
After watching the car drive away, Eileen withdrew her gaze. There was cream on her clothes. She had to wash them first. The father and son spent a few days together. Brad was less afraid of him than before, but only when Luke didn't lose his temper.
Brad sat in the passenger seat, wearing the seat belt.
"Why didn't you make a cake and sing a song on my birthday?" Luke curled his thin lips.
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