Chapter 429 Sons Were Born to Torture Their Parents

Blake lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Uncle Gilbert has a good eye, mummy. This jacket looks really good." The kid would have been a show-off if someone else had praised him, but he just felt embarrassed when his mother praised him. Gilbert was overjoyed by the little guy's words. He took Blake in his arms and said with a smile, "If only you were my son." Blake was shocked. He lowered his head as the corner of his lips curled into a huge smile. 'Daddy, didn't you say before that sons were born to torture their parents? Why do you want another son to torture you now?" Andrew asked. 'You're different. You were born to torture me, but Blake is so well-behaved and sensible, it's obvious that he was born to treat his parents well." Andrew snorted and ignored Gilbert. Kisa, on the other hand, was amused. Gilbert stared at how happy she was; his heart overflowed with warmth. All of this was like a dream, a beautiful and happy dream. 'I wish this could last forever.' But dream