Hearing this, Claire nodded and said, "He is alive. But, he doesn't know that I am."
Emma nodded, her eyes flickering with thought, and asked, "What are your plans now?"
Claire looked at Leander tenderly and said, "I just want to protect him silently."
"So, Mom, I've come back this time, but can I keep Alex from finding out? After all, he doesn't remember me now."
Emma pondered for a long time and finally nodded. "Okay, I promise you."
"Thank you."
After Claire and Leander returned home, she began to prepare dinner. Leander sat on the sofa in the living room, tilting his head and swinging his little feet. "Mom, do I have a father?"
Claire paused. Taking a deep breath, she knew she couldn't hide it anymore. She walked over to the sofa, sat beside Leander, and said, "Yes, Leander's father is a very capable person. He's just facing some challenges now and doesn't remember us."
