"Abby..." Minos muttered her name amidst the affectionate way she looked at him.
That was a complicated thing for him since he had always felt bad that he was the only one of his friends and classmates not to have a mother present during his childhood years.
Because of this, he felt a lot of resentment against Maisie and did not see her as a mother but only as of just the woman who had given birth to him.
And no matter how many times those around him, among them his father, Albert, had told him that she loved him, it was difficult for the young man who had cried alone on many nights to believe these words.
And even after growing up and becoming more mature, Minos still could not ignore the anger in his heart, the contempt he felt for this person.
However, he was no longer just an independent young man who could make all his decisions without caring about those around him.
