How they wished they hadn’t shown up and heard that conversation unexpectedly. At least that way they could’ve continued living in blissful ignorance.
With those four eyes fixed so intently on him, Henry knew he couldn’t conceal the truth any longer.
He could engage in calm and collected conversations with outsiders, but he found it impossible to tell a lie to these children.
"Your mommy met a man in Druarus who might be your biological father."
Regardless of how cruel it was to say it, he still had to inform them of the truth.
You can trick them now, but you can’t keep the truth from them forever. If they were deceived, they would not be able to accept it when the truth came out later.
At his words, tears welled in the children’s eyes. A second later, they fell to the carpet, disappearing into the fabric.
They didn’t cry or throw a tantrum. They just silently shed their tears.
This made Henry’s heart ache even more. He couldn’t bear to see them hurt.
He gathered the two children in his arms, patting their backs, silently comforting them.
Being a man of few words, he didn’t know how to console them. All he could do was silently stay by their side.
He knew very well how damaging this news could be to them. That’s why Charlotte and he chose to hide it.
Yet they still overheard the news, it turned out to be impossible to hide.
"We don’t want to find our biological father, who abandoned us. We just want to be the children of the Thompson family."
Chad’s tear-filled words brought a lump to everyone’s throat.
"We are Mama’s children, we are the children of the Thompson family..."
The other uncles came over after hearing the commotion, and those were the words that first greeted their ears.
They all were clever enough to figure out what had transpired without the need for further explanation.
"Is Mama going to abandon us?" Jack’s innocent face crumpled up, tears streaming down his face. This text is hosted at nοvelfire.net
Seeing the usually obedient and sensible child crying was enough to melt the hearts of these tough guys.
"No way, your mom loves you too much to send you away," Joshua came over, reassured them in a soft voice.
"Right, as long as you guys don’t want to leave, no one can take you away," Felix chimed in.
"She just wants to find out the truth about your birth father. Don’t overthink it."
The adults huddled around them comforting them persistently, while gently wiping the tear stains away with their sleeves.
Who could bear to send them away?
After all, they had cared for them for so long that they had grown attached to them too.
The children were still crying so hard they could hardly breathe, and they began to hiccup, making everyone wince.
"You really won’t abandon us?" They were desperate for reassurance.
They looked at their uncles with hopeful eyes.
Melting at their innocence, the tough men tenderly caressed their soft faces.
"I swear, as long as you guys don’t want to leave, the Thompson family will always be your home," Henry raised his hand and vowed, wanting them to believe his words.
"If you guys don’t want to leave then we won’t let you go. Our family can surely afford it."
"Who cares who he is? Even if he’s the president, he won’t be able to take you away. If anyone dares to snatch you, we’ll fight him," they all chimed in.
"Yes! The Thompson family doesn’t take things lying down."
All the uncles echoed his sentiment.
They were ready to fiercely defend the children, making them feel even more moved.
They felt fortunate to have found such a good family at that age and appreciated the warmth and kindness that was constantly shown to them.
Filled with gratitude for their upbringing, they were resolved to repay this kindness to the best of their ability when they grew up.
This was another reason they refused to acknowledge their biological father.