After Morgan ended the call with Olivia, he smiled lightly and rested his head on the chair he sat on.
The sky was getting darker, yet no one came to him, he sat there, his gaze darting to the house, the lights were still on, a coil smile formed on his lips and he retracted his gaze.
Meanwhile inside the house, Mr Kim, asked one of his guards to check if Morgan was still sitting there. The man came back and nodded, reporting that he was still seated there. Mr Kim frowned and got up to see for himself, he looked through his window for a while and returned to his seat
Earlier when his guards informed him that someone was looking for him, he purposely spent a lot of time coming out just to taste his patience, but it seems standing and waiting for long didn’t bother him. And when he told him to leave even after hearing his request, he thought he was going to really leave, then again he was disappointed that he went to sit under the oak tree and was waiting for him, and now it had gotten dark and the cloud looks stormy like it was going to rain, but he remained there, still waiting for him to change his mind.
Mr Kim, couldn’t help but be moved by his humility, patience, persistent yet noble personality. In this generation it was rare to find a son that could go to such extent, just to get their father healed. Even if he decides to ignore and not attend to him, he would be guilty for the rest of his life, it would hunt him.
“Go and bring him inside,” he said to one of his guards.
Outside the house, it was beginning to drizzle, but Morgan being under the large tree shade could barely feel it, he could only feel the heavy and persistent wind that followed it.
He took out his phone and called Nicholas to send Sweaters to Olivia and Cherry. He was sure they went to the hospital with none and he knew it was going to rain heavily, merely looking at the weather.
Shortly after the call ended, one of Mr Kim’s guards walked to Morgan with an umbrella, “Mr Kim, wants you to come with me.”
Morgan got up and followed him.
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“Mom, what’s wrong with your eyes? You look worn out and stressed?” Xavier asked, eyeing his mom, with a worried expression.
Cecilia rubbed her eyes and sighed, “I’ve been seeing her in my dreams, it’s making me sleepless. Can you not find another way to get Cherry back?”
Xavier sighed, “Mom, you’ve been thinking about her that’s why you dream of her. Look at me, what if she told Morgan about it, would it have been better? No, I’m sure it was going to be worse. She’s dead and all the information is dead with her, I know Morgan, in less time he would find out, but before then, we’ll need to buy time for ourselves, remember he promised to tell you the passcode to the save, that’s what you should focus on. We’ll leave the country after that.” Xavier explained, staring into his mother’s eyes, while pressing her palms.
She nodded, and took a deep breath.
“And about Cherry…” Xavier got up, paced around the room and returned to his table. “Morgan can take care of her for all I care, she’s my daughter and I’ll leave the country with her, when the time is due. For now? I’ll allow him to be my nanny.” He said, a sly smile smeared on the corner of his lips.