"No!"
Roy Lewis answered decisively, shattering his son's sweet dream with a single word!
Roy could clearly feel that his enthusiastic son suddenly wilted.
In the past, he had been slow to respond to his son's emotions. Sometimes he vaguely sensed it but didn't take it to heart, thinking kids would naturally have some mood swings and they would pass soon.
But these past few days, he had deeply reflected on his behavior, realizing that his son's withdrawn nature wasn't just innate, but largely due to him.
Seeing his little guy's mood sinking, he patted his head and asked with concern.
"What's the matter, not happy again?"
The young master didn't speak, he bowed his head and scribbled lines on the drawing paper.
Roy waited for his son to speak, not pushing him, just sitting quietly by his side.
After a while, the young master raised his head and his dark eyes stared at him.
"Why don't you like her?"
