This daycare center is very luxurious, with a large area, an independent courtyard, high walls, and a dedicated security guard at the entrance. The exterior design is European-style, and the interior decoration is also very magnificent. The floor is so shiny that you can see your reflection clearly. As they walked, they saw all the equipment and furniture for children's entertainment, which looked quite expensive. Not only that, although the small villa is at most five stories high, it is equipped with a private elevator.
On the way up to the third floor, Avery Wells became increasingly puzzled about one thing. What's the matter with the little young master named Julian? Does Ethan Blackwood care about him so much because he is his illegitimate child? If he is really an illegitimate child, why did he marry her? What is his purpose?
The woman led the two of them to the third floor and pointed to the second door along the corridor. "Third Master, the young master needs enough quietness, so I won't go over."
"Okay, you can go and do your work. I know what to do with Julian." Ethan Blackwood nodded, let the woman leave, and then walked straight ahead.
"Come here."
"Ah? Okay." Avery Wells reacted and quickly followed his pace.
The two soon arrived outside the study. The door was ajar. Ethan Blackwood's hurried steps slowed down significantly when he approached the door. Instead of entering directly from the doorway, he walked two or three steps forward and came to the window.
All his attention was suddenly focused on one spot. The desk, chair, and all the utensils in the study were made of extremely precious sandalwood. A two-year-old child was sitting upright at the desk, holding a long brush in their small hand and practicing calligraphy on a copybook.
The atmosphere was so quiet that even the sound of a falling needle could be heard.
Suddenly, there came a very light footstep from outside the room, followed by a familiar voice.
"Julian..." Ethan Blackwood's voice was so soft that he could barely hear it himself.
From Avery Wells' perspective, she couldn't see Ethan Blackwood's facial expression as he faced away from her. But from the tone of his voice when speaking to the child, it was clear that he valued this child very much. Through his words, she could even imagine how gentle his eyes were at this moment.
Although Ethan Blackwood's voice was low, the sensitive Julian still heard it. She suddenly looked up and saw Ethan Blackwood at the window. At the first glance of his huge pupils, a flash of joy passed through her.
The little girl tried hard to open her mouth, but nothing came out. A few seconds later, when she noticed a stranger standing next to him, Julian's heart suddenly tightened and she quickly lowered her head, too scared to look up again.
At the same time, her tender little face turned pale, which made people feel sorry for her. Looking closely, there were even tiny beads of sweat on her delicate little face.
Did the child seem to have some kind of illness? Avery Wells noticed this detail and couldn't help but frown.
The man's eyes were filled with heartache as he spoke, "His name is Julian, he's my son."
Compared to the gentle and warm tone he used with Julian earlier, it was obvious that Ethan Blackwood's face and tone had turned a few degrees colder when facing Avery Wells.
Although Avery Wells had mentally prepared herself when she went upstairs earlier, she was still shocked when she heard Ethan Blackwood say that the child was his son. That child was actually his illegitimate child!
For some reason, at that moment, she felt chills all over her body and her hands and feet trembled slightly. It took her a while to try and control this terrible state.
She looked up at his profile and asked, "What about his mother?"
The child was so delicately and beautifully crafted, so his mother must have been a beauty.
Little did she know, as soon as the words left her mouth, the man's exquisite face darkened, "That woman has been dead for a long time."