At this, Cyrus finally smiled.
A layer of joy bubbled up in his ink-dark eyes as a youthful visage brimmed with cheer. "I am happy."
Having finished speaking, he thoughtfully tried to help Henry Thompson carry the goods in his hands.
Henry Thompson got a good grip on his things and then reached out to hold Cyrus’ small hand.
"Let’s go. Your siblings will likely be happy to see their uncle too."
Having walked only a few steps, Hank Thompson, who had come out to drink water, excitedly hollered, "Big Uncle, how come you’re here?"
Henry Thompson’s eyes curved slightly, his lips curling into a gorgeous arc. He gently initiated the conversation.
"Of course, it is to see you guys."
Henry Thompson’s voice was gentle and unhurried, his gaze had a hint of indifference.
"Uncle, we missed you a lot."
Hank Thompson trotted up to Henry Thompson, his face glowing with smiles. He directly lunged into Henry Thompson’s arms, rubbing his small face against him, and breaking into an even bigger grin.
"I know, I know. That’s why your uncle is here."
Henry Thompson rubbed Hank’s small head. His voice was full of warmth, profoundly gentle.
Somehow, every time Henry saw these children, all his worries were dismissed; he was very happy.
As Henry set the things in his hand down onto a nearby table, a slight smile curled upon his lips. Looking at the children before him, he remembered the purpose of his visit today, and pondered over how to express himself.
"Actually, the reason your uncle has come today is because...I... "
Henry Thompson’s gaze drifted. He had always prided himself on his invincible demeanor in the business world, unyielding to any fears; but in the face of these children right now, he found himself being somewhat hesitant. This update is available on N0velFire.ɴet
"I know the reason why you came."
Cyrus opened his mouth decisively. In his voice now carried a hint of indifference.
"If it wasn’t for Uncle Henry’s help, Mommy would have likely been the one stabbed."
Although Cyrus originally refused to believe the news he found, seeing Henry Thompson acting so hesitantly today, he realized everything was true.
Henry Thompson’s brows twitched a little in surprise. He watched Cyrus from a distance, his young face etched with deep thoughts; his heart inexplicably ached.
"Cyrus is right. Your uncle came today firstly to see you all, and secondly because of the matter concerning your father."
Henry gently tousled Cyrus’s hair once more. He remembered Cyrus’ remarkable hacking skills and the disappointment that surfaced in Cyrus when he realized that there was no one behind Henry when he walked in. Henry sighed regretfully.
At such a tender age, Cyrus was burdened with adult responsibilities, and this rendered Henry utterly heartbroken.
"If it wasn’t for this woman named Evelyn Curtis, Mommy wouldn’t have been endangered. Justin Battleson, our so-called father, is the root cause of all this..."
As Cyrus finished saying this sentence, he broke into a sardonic smile. At that moment, he didn’t want to acknowledge his relationship with Justin.
"Actually, it would’ve been okay if Mommy had chosen Uncle Henry as our father."
"In our hearts, whoever treats Mommy well is the most important, and that’s the person who deserves to be our father."
"Justin failed to handle this woman, Evelyn Curtis, and nearly put Mommy at risk. Without Uncle Henry saving Mommy, I can’t imagine what the consequences would have been..."
Usually bubbly Hank Thompson, had his tone weighed down when he brought up this topic.
He had to admit, the moment he found out Mommy was almost injured due to Justin and Evelyn’s issues, his only thought was to jail this wicked woman named Evelyn.
"Evelyn Curtis has already been sent to jail by Justin. I came here today, wanting to know what you all think."
"Uncle, I know what you’re going to ask. Rest assured, even if Justin is our biological father, he nearly hurt Mommy; we’re better off with Uncle Henry."
The children’s conversation made Henry feel satisfied. He slightly curled his lips, gazing at the children in front of him and said,
"The fact that you feel this way puts my mind at ease."