Chapter 222

“If you’re here for your son, then go wake him,” Lily said. Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts. She poured milk into the blender and opened the refrigerator for chocolate syrup. Danish loved chocolate milkshake. She made it every morning when she had time. David hesitated. “Have you told him?” he asked. “Does he know I’m his father?” “No,” she said. “He doesn’t know. But you can tell him.” David almost flinched. “That’s not my responsibility,” he said too fast. “You’re his mother. Shouldn’t you tell him? What if he gets shocked?” Lily looked over her shoulder and saw the tiny panic in his eyes. She couldn’t help it. A small laugh slipped out. She stirred the milk. “Oh. Mr. Hardison is nervous to talk to his own son.” David’s ears turned slightly red. “I’m not nervous,” he said, looking away. Lily raised a brow. “Sure.” He didn’t argue. He just stood there, hands in his pockets, trying to look collected. But Lily could clearly see the truth. He was afraid his son wouldn’t accept