"Fine. If I break my promise, you can punish me however you like. Come on, wipe your face and take me to see my little nephew and niece." Mike quickly pulled out a tissue, eagerly trying to wipe Claire's tears.
Claire snatched the tissue from his hand and glared at him. "What's the rush? If you can't keep a secret, I really will come at you with a knife."
Mike just chuckled sheepishly.
He never imagined that a casual tailing today would drag him into a custody war. Later, he regretted it so much it made his guts twist. He shouldn't have followed them, and even if he did, he should've left right away, never should've learned this secret.
That bastard Gilbert Watson really is the devil.
Curiosity really does kill the cat!
In the following days, Mike came over every day to play with Adam and Hilary, buying them all sorts of toys and treats. Before long, he and Adam had become "sworn brothers," completely inseparable, laughing and playing together like old friends.
