Korea quickly collected her emotions, nodded, "I know, but I feel for him. He's so good, so outstanding, I wish I could take the pain for him and get hurt on his behalf."
They agreed not to cry, but as they talked, she couldn't hold back her tears.
Charles looked at Korea, feeling a pang of sympathy, after all, he was the one who had brought her up.
He reached out and placed his hand on Korea's shoulder, gently patting it, "I know you love him very much, but I can't support you in getting him now."
"Uncle." Korea raised her head, looking at Charles with a shocked expression.
A look of utter bewilderment.
Tears brimmed in her eyes.
Charles said, "He's my son."
Although this good news had come days ago, every time he mentioned it, even to anyone, he couldn't help but feel excited.
He wanted to tell everyone that he had a son, a child born from the woman he loved most, he wanted to boast to the world how much his son shared with him.
