Daddy My Son's
53. Confessions of Ferdinand Kwang 2

"T-no way," said Toshigawa, still in shock.

"What is your love for Mr. Loenhard's daughter Kwang? To the point that you have to make up a nonsensical story like this?!" madam Toshigawa's reason could not believe it, let alone accept her son's words.

"Love? Who is loving?" chirped Mr. Toshigawa from behind the door, bringing his smile to his wife and son.

Ferdinand and his mother fell silent, their faces stiffening, hoping that the head of the family would not hear their chatter.

"Cock quiet? Go on, Daddy wants to hear it too. Who is in love? Not Mommy, is it?" his god approached his wife.

"Mommy falls in love with Daddy every day" replied Toshigawa, standing up and pecking her husband's cheek.

"Daddy want to go now?" mrs Toshigawa tidied up the tie, as well as the suit her husband wore.

"Heum" he nodded.

Ferdinand turned his face the other way, he was used to watching the romance of his parents.

Drrtts. Drrtts. Drrtts.

Mr. Toshigawa immediately reached into his suit pocket, glancing at his lit cell phone screen, "Just a moment Mom, Linlin's secretary called." and was greeted with a nod by his wife.

📞"Hallo, what's secretary Linlin?" asked Mr. Toshigawa as soon as he picked up his phone.

📞"Good morning Sir. Today the Director did not enter due to illness. Please Mr. replace him to meet Mr. Mozes who will arrive at the office in two hours according to the scheduled appointment" said secretary Linlin from the end of the phone call.

Mr. Toshigawa glanced at Ferdinand who was also looking at him. He only realized that something was wrong when he saw his son's miserable face this morning. Previously he did not pay too much attention to it, because he thought his son was just exhausted when he saw it was still at home in his mattress until the working hours would soon begin.

📞"Good. In an hour and a half I'll be at the office." said Mr. Toshigawa.

📞"Good Sir. Good morning," closed secretary Linlin, upon hearing the master return his closing greetings.

"Daddy's not leaving now?" madam Toshigawa asked to confirm, after hearing what her husband said, she called Linlin's secretary.

"Isn't Mommy's favorite son sick? It's impossible for Daddy to just walk away without knowing the cause of his battered face like that" he said, staring at his wife and son who looked at each other.

"Why does your handsome face today look so pitiful Kwang?l" asked Mr. Toshigawa with a look made as calm as possible, though his chest was now rumbling, unable to accept if his only son was treated so by the hands of another man.

"This-" Ferdinand touched his face, doubt slipping on him, intending to hide what was happening.

"Tell Kwang, you know the consequences of lying to Daddy" said the man flatly and kept calm.

Jakun Ferdiand again moved up and down. As a child, he was very familiar with the attitude of his father. During this time, his father did educate him hard, firm, and full of discipline, did not tolerate any wrongdoings, punished according to his portion.

That doesn't mean he doesn't love his son. Mr. Toshigawa did educate his son differently from his wife who always spoiled their son.

"Wong? Tell me honestly. Don't let Daddy find out for himself. And you know the consequences," repeated Mr. Toshigawa staring flatly at his faithful son in silence.

"Seeing that bruised face of yours, something serious must have happened" thought Toshigawa, looking at his son's face.

"I-this is the result of fighting with Joe, Dad," I'm Ferdinand nervous.

"Joe? Ready her?" ask Mr. Toshigawa. He had vaguely heard the name, but he did not find the figure in his memory.

"Miss Virranda's husband, a cafe singer Dad," Ferdinand said, referring to Joe's figure to his father.

The old man nodded his head slowly. A pinch of memory appeared in his head, remembering the name was once mentioned by Virranda, when he and his family visited Mr. Loenhard who had just returned from the hospital a few months ago.

And his best friend's grandson was the subject of their conversation that night, because it was so similar to his son. Could it have something to do with his son Joe and Ferdinand's fight? inner master Toshigawa.

"What caused you two to get into a fight? Heum?" mister Toshigawa's full of questions.

"I-I, come to Mr. Loenhard's house to see Miss Virranda who is sick Dad," I Ferdinand again, then back to silence.

"Then?" chase after Mr. Toshigawa in an interrogating tone.

"Then, he hit me first, and we ended up fighting each other after that" he said.

Mr. Toshigawa scanned every movement of his son's body. "Kwang, are you sure you've been honest and told me everything?" press it.

"Yes Dadd" said Ferdinand clumsily, making Toshigawa's master know if there is still something hidden by his son.

"Daddy never saw Miss Virranda's husband named Joe. According to Daddy, a cafe singer like the one you mentioned earlier, it is impossible to be that brave, hit yourself with this parlente-looking, if there is nothing to offend him, "suspected Mr. Toshigawa.

"Dad. Poor Kwang, don't corner him, let him rest today" said Toshigawa. She could not bear to see the tension that befell her son as a result of questions after questions posed by her husband.

"Mom, we need to know what exactly happened. Don't let Mommy's affection shut down something we should know, and it'll embarrass us later. Mommy's attitude makes me even more suspicious, if something goes wrong" he told his wife. The next second he turned to Ferdinand, staring fixedly at his son's face.

Receiving such remarks from her husband, made Miss Toshigawa again silenced. She did not try to argue, because she knew that what her husband had done all this time was only for the good of their son.

"Is it possible that your fight with Joe had something to do with Miss Virranda's son who looked a lot like you when you were that boy's age?" Master Toshigawa's unexpected question made Ferdinand and his mother glance at each other tensely, and it was not out of the old man's attention.

"Is that true Kwang?" ask Mr. Toshigawa growing suspicious. Ferdinand was still silent, as was his mother. His heart felt faintly receiving a sharp look from his father.

"Daddy has a little time to listen to your answer Kwang," the man glanced at his hand watch at a glance. Then put both his hands in his pocket.

"You know, Daddy doesn't like to be pushy. So talk, before Daddy changes his mind," said Mr. Toshigawa flatly.

Ferdinand snorted, hearing his father's words. He was already very puffed up, it seemed like the sentence had become a poultice outside his father's head that was used as a weapon to threaten him. He said not to be pushy, but to keep pressing, his mind.

"Verrel, the son of Miss Virranda, is my son Dad" he said.

Although there was a fear of admitting it before his father, Ferdinand still did it. Gradually, his father must also know, his inner self. Better to admit it now. Also his curiosity in the father's response, overcame all his fear.

Seriate...👉