Benjamin sat down on the sofa and glanced at me. "It has nothing to do with love. If you want to be with him, tell him the truth. He'll have his own way to deal with it."
''What way?'' I wondered.
But I didn't ask out loud. Everyone had their own mindsets. I didn't know what kind of way Benjamin was talking about, all I knew was that this child was mine.
From the first place, Dylan didn't love me much. If Grandpa Thomson was still here, I might be able to keep Dylan by my side for a few more years. But now, I didn't put in much hope to it.
Risking with the child wouldn't be a wise choice.
After a moment of silence, I said, "I'll have to trouble you for taking care of my child's health. As for the other matters, I'll deal with them myself. Thank you, Dr. Cole.''
Perhaps he thought tha
