"Mother has had enough water, take the rest to Dad!" Michelle Campbell handed the half cup of water left to the little guy and then said.
"No!" The little guy shook his head, refusing.
"Why?" Michelle Campbell asked, puzzled.
"Dad's bad, he wants to send me away!" the little guy pouted unhappily and said.
Dad said he has to sleep by himself and that Mom can't accompany him anymore!
"..." Hearing this, Michelle Campbell felt somewhat embarrassed, no wonder... it was because of this.
Thinking this, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Samuel Noah Jackson.
That man seemed to enjoy picking on his son behind his back, talking about sleeping in separate rooms!
Now, the son was gradually growing up, understanding more things, and also learning to hold grudges.
...
"..." Samuel Noah Jackson's complexion wasn't looking too good either, this naughty brat, betraying him as soon as he got back?!
The things Father and Son Arthur had said in private, and he just blurted them out?
