Chapter 110 Luke The Unqualified Father

Luke tightened his grip on the steering wheel while his other hand had a cigarette in between his fingers. He put his arm out the window not to put out the ash but to wave at his son to come over. The little guy ignorantly walked over. Luke looked at his son with a deep look. "Do you think that she'll be your mommy just because you ask her to?" The little guy scratched his head with confusion. When he realized what Daddy meant, he pouted. He realized what reality was and lowered his head in disappointment. "I get it. She doesn't want to be our mommy." When he saw how disappointed his son looked, he furrowed his brows and looked at the sky far in the distance. His thin lips parted as he took a drag of his cigarette. His kid was no longer blocking his car, so the black Range Rover drove off. When the little guy got to the living room, he sat his butt on the sofa as he swung the tiny slippers off his feet sadly. "What happened? Why the sad face?” Louis, who had been in hidin