Though the light in the hallway wasn't very bright, it didn't affect Fabian Holmes's vision. Seeing his second son, Theodore Holmes, suddenly appear before him, Fabian quickly wiped the look of anger off his face, replacing it with a calm expression.
"You..."
"Did you have a fight with Mom?"
Fabian had just said the word "you," and Theodore immediately took over the conversation.
Hearing this, Fabian's eyebrows furrowed suddenly, and he responded, "You've just come back from outside again, haven't you? It's very late already; go upstairs and sleep."
The words he spoke were completely on a different wavelength from what his son was asking.
"What exactly were you fighting about? I heard your argument get quite heated." Theodore didn't follow Fabian's attempt to change the subject, instead stubbornly dragging it back.
