"It doesn't matter. You will understand in the future that Boban is still the same Boban. Don't worry."
Lucas couldn't say anything more. He could only say this to his son. No matter how calm and composed Ferry was, he was just a child. He was afraid that if he accidentally exposed it, the result would be the opposite.
"Really, dad?"
The child's adoration and trust for his father were from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that Lucas's words were more credible, and his eyes lit up.
Lucas nodded and said, "Of course. Let's go to bed. The class will begin tomorrow. And..."
"I know. I won't tell mom."
"Okay!"
Lucas went back to his room with relief. In fact, it was good for him. For example, on the second day, when she got up early, Ashley found that the child was being cleaned.
She felt strange so she walked over and asked, "Why do you get up so early?"