Chapter 15 Difficult Father-Son Pair

"What's wrong with you?" Leila looked at Walter with a hint of distress. Over the past six years, she had endured numerous criticisms, and only she knew the challenges she faced. Now, she finally had Walter by her side. At least Walter was still alive. "I..." Walter, the notorious god of war abroad, seemed a bit uneasy at this moment. Even beads of sweat formed on his palms. Over the past six years, he had continuously fought enemies overseas, and built his own influence, but now, facing his own children, he felt a sense of retreat. In his heart, there was nervousness: "The boy looks like me, and the girl is as beautiful as you." Walter had a bit of anxiety, and even his old face turned red. "Pfft!" Walter's appearance amused Leila, "Are you too nervous?" "I..." Walter suppressed his thoughts, "I'm sorry. Over these six years, you've suffered. Now that I've returned, I won't let you endure any more bullying." Walter's words became more serious. Leila bit her red lips and endured her worries, "Don't say so much now. Let's get out of the car and see. I think they might need some time to accept you as their father. Be mentally prepared." Leila knew that her two children were quite intelligent. Suddenly, having a new father? How could they accept it? "I know," Walter longed for the scene of father and son recognizing each other, but he also had some anxiety. The boy was not very old, but the fierce aura he revealed was extraordinary. It was not simple. It gave a different feeling, especially the occasional glimpse of determination in his eyes. It was a gaze not common for someone of his age. "Get out of the car," Leila said, "Otherwise, the kids might think a bad person has come." "Okay." Walter steeled himself, opened the car door, and walked out. Although it was just a step, he still felt like it took a century? Riley looked at Walter coming out, feeling a bit stunned, "Who is this uncle? Why do I feel a sense of familiarity?" Quinn cautiously peeked out behind Riley, "Bro, who is this uncle? Do you know him?" Quinn also felt the same. Familiar! Intimate! Like an instinctive desire to get closer. Marie, upon seeing Walter, instinctively became a bit cautious. She stood in front of Riley and Quinn, locking onto Walter. She knew that Leila tonight might do something reckless. Even though she had advised her! Unfortunately, for the strong-willed Leila, perhaps, this was a kind of relief. If that was the case, then who was this uninvited guest? "Who are you?" she asked coldly. "I..." Walter hesitated, but Leila walked out, "Marie, don't be nervous. It's me." Leila? Marie, seeing Leila, showed a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes, "Why are you here? Did you... run away from the wedding?" Marie ran to Leila and looked worried, "Don't worry, since you don't want to marry that jerk, no matter who it is, they can't force you." "I will definitely protect you." Riley also ran to Leila, "Mom, count me in. If anyone bullies you again, I'll hit him on the head with a slingshot." Quinn also waved her little pink fist, "Mom, I will protect you too." The two children surrounded Leila, showing their bravery. "You guys..." Leila's eyes sparkled with tears. Several times she almost couldn't hold back, but fortunately, tears didn't fall. Quinn mischievously handed her a cloth doll, "Mom, does this doll look like a princess? If you cry again, you won't look good." "You little rascal," Leila pinched Quinn's nose, "You are so naughty." "I'm not!" Quinn pouted her small mouth, looking a bit distressed. Walter, witnessing this sweet scene, felt a ripple in his heart. Wasn't this the life he most anticipated now? Six years of a life filled with slaughter made him a bit weary! Now, with his children around, wasn't this the life he longed for the most? Really— It evoked envy in people's hearts. Quinn turned around, and her watery eyes met Walter's gaze. Her heart skipped a beat. "Mom, who is this uncle?" Almost subconsciously, she blurted out the question, even tilting her head slightly, revealing her curiosity. Truly— Adorable. "He..." Leila struggled to speak several times but couldn't. "Mom, what's wrong with you?" Quinn asked seriously. "Did this uncle bully you? If he did, I won't talk to him or pay attention to him anymore." "No, it's not like that," Walter felt wronged. Leila quickly waved her hand. Finally, she glanced at Walter and, seeing his nervous expression, softened her tone, "Actually, he is your father." Saying these words, Leila felt like a huge stone had been lifted from her chest. Even turning her head slightly, for some reason, when she revealed this secret, aside from relief, there was also a bit— Shyness! Dad? The word, like distant thunder, echoed in Riley, Quinn, and Marie's ears, causing them to stare at Walter. Quinn was even more nervous, covering her red lips, "Are you... really our dad?" "It's me," Walter nodded, coming to the two children, squatting down, his face filled with a gentle smile. "You..." Tears glistened in Quinn's beautiful eyes. Then, she threw herself into Walter's arms, "Dad, I knew you wouldn't lie to me. You must have come to save us." Quinn's words made Walter feel even more guilty. How much bullying and injustice had they endured? Really— It made people nervous. Watching the father and daughter embrace, Leila couldn't hold back her tears. She turned to Riley and said, "Riley..." Walter also extended his hand to Riley, his eyes full of expectation. Riley stared at Walter, his eyes devoid of tenderness, but rather showing a hint of disgust, even hatred. Walter felt puzzled by this gaze, "Riley, I..." "No!" Riley shook his head, "You are not my dad. I don't have a dad; my dad is already dead." He almost shouted, then turned and ran inside, leaving Walter's hand hanging in the air, lost in thought...