"Baby boy.. how are you?"
The little boy wiped his tears after seeing who hit him and looked confused because he didn't know the handsome man who was carrying him now. Who? He couldn't remember who this man was, but why was this adult man calling him as if they had met?
Lucas ruffled the little boy's blond hair with a smile. Karl's son doesn't seem to recognize him, but that's okay because this kid has been injected with memory-killing fluid so he doesn't remember what happened to his parents a few months ago. So naturally, he also lost his memory of who Lucas was, right?
Without thinking Lucas then stepped back, down the hall to the right and left of the room to practice the people here. While the boy in her arms continued to stare at her with the same look, confused as well as asked. Ah .. he felt exasperated himself to see the little face was confused with his behavior.
"Are you hurt?"
