On their way, Timothy didn't stop talking.
"Daddy..."
"Daddy..."
Roy Lewis was a bit puzzled. Why was his precious son acting like he had taken a stimulant today? His little mouth was chattering nonstop without showing any sign of tiredness.
Moreover, the frequency of him calling "daddy" today was much higher than usual.
Nevertheless, this was the kind of son Roy liked.
Richelle Dunn contributed to his son becoming more lively and cheerful, and Timothy and Tifanny, those two little ones, also played a part.
While driving halfway, Timothy, who was still chatting away, caught a glimpse of a flower shop by the roadside. He hurriedly turned to pat Roy Lewis.
"Daddy, can we stop at that flower shop up ahead?"
Roy Lewis looked at his son's bright eyes, and couldn't bear to say no.
After they got out of the car, he asked his son.
"Do you want to buy flowers?"
