"No need to apologize," he said.
"I feel better saying it." Otherwise, she'd keep thinking about it, especially knowing she was Timothy's mother, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Joy Shaw wasn't sure of Marcus Knight's state now.
Did he even have the ability to think? Yet she still asked the question.
Marcus Knight didn't answer, just looked at her.
His eyes were deep, as dark as ink, filled with emotions Joy couldn't understand. His voice was low and slightly hoarse from drinking, "What do you plan to do in the future?"
Joy Shaw had thought about it seriously over the past few days.
"Timothy is my child. I will fulfill my responsibility as a mother and give him a home," Joy Shaw said.
Give him a home.
A home.
Those words hit a nerve with Marcus Knight.
His eyes deepened further, "Joy."
Joy Shaw looked at him.
"Is it a home for him, or for us?" he asked.
The question was strange, and Joy Shaw didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Marcus Knight knew the answer.
