As Savannah walked into the kindergarten, she saw Kaiden staring longingly out from the classroom, waiting for her.
"Mommy!" The little boy, at the sight of her arrival, hopped up to her happily.
Savannah took Kaiden by the hand, leading him out, ready to take a taxi to Sterling's house.
Suddenly, Kaiden pointed to the front.
"Daddy's car! Daddy's back!" With that, he let go of Savannah's hand and hopped ahead.
Savannah was surprised and, for a moment, forgot to pull Kaiden back.
Dylan's back?
Looking up, she saw a familiar Maybach drawing nearer to them.
It was indeed one of Dylan's regular cars.
This car was limited edition, and besides him, no one else would drive this car in LA.
Kaiden ran over and waved at the car.
It seemed that the driver didn't expect a boy to rush out all of a sudden. The car screeched to a standstill!
Savannah came to her senses, running to grab Kaiden, and whispered,
"How can you rush into the road like that? It's dangerous!"
At this moment, the door of the car was pulled open, and a tall figure got off.
The man, dressed in a black shirt and black trousers, appeared against the sun in front of Savannah and Kaiden.
Savannah looked at the man in front of her. Her heart missed a beat.
It was Dylan.
Why didn't he tell her in advance?
After three months of separation, he seemed to take an entirely new look with a much better spirit. His deep eyes fell sharply on the mother and the son.
Before Savannah could cry out his name, he had already done a quick visual check-up on Kaiden and said coldly, "Whose kid is this? Didn't your parents teach you the rules of the road?"
Savannah's smile froze on her face.
Kaiden swallowed up "daddy" and stared.
His dad was kidding, wasn't he? Why did he seem not to know them?
Dylan saw Kaiden stare at him, and his face grew colder.
"Go away, and don't be silly!" He approached Kaiden as he shouted impatiently.
Kaiden gasped, pulling the corner of Savannah's coat, and whispered, "Mommy... What's the matter with daddy?"
Savannah could guess what happened, but she didn't believe it, thinking that he had just returned home to surprise her or frighten her on purpose.
"You... Don't you know us?" She ventured.
Dylan turned his gaze to the little woman beside the boy.
"Are you the mother of this uneducated boy? Please take care of your son and ask him not to run around on the road. Don't give anyone any trouble." With these cold words, he turned to go back to his car.
"Dylan!" Savannah blurted out.
Hearing his name, Dylan paused. His pupils contracted slightly, he looked back at Savannah and Kaiden as if he guessed something.
At the same time, another car came up and stopped beside the Maybach. The door opened, and Garwood walked quickly forward.
"Sir..." Then he looked at Savannah and Kaiden. "Miss Schulz, young master."
Dylan's expression changed a little, and he looked at Savannah and Kaiden again, as if embarrassed.
Garwood, with a sigh, said to Dylan, "Sir, this is... Miss Schulz, and the young master."
Savannah felt she had just been doused in cold water. The last smile disappeared from her lips.
He really didn't remember her and Kaiden...
The side effect of the new drug still happened to him.
And she realized why he hadn't been in touch with her for so long. It turned out that he didn't remember them.
Kaiden also quickly realized what had happened. His dad, after going to another city for medical treatment, got sick again?
He went over and took Dylan's hand. "Daddy, don't you remember mommy and me?"
Dylan pulled out his hand as if stung by a wasp. He was still not used to being called daddy on the street by a four-year-old kid.
Even though he knew the little fellow was his son, his mind went blank, and he could not remember anything about him.
And the little woman.
Since she bore a child with him, she should be the most intimate person in the world for him. But there was no memory in his mind at the moment.
Kaiden, somewhat hurt, looked back at Savannah.
Savannah felt disturbed and uncomfortable when she saw how strange he was to Kaiden. She went to him and held Kaiden's hand.
"Why don't we go back home first?" Garwood said quickly to break the embarrassment. "Mr. old Sterling is still waiting for you."
After they got off the plane, Jacob suggested Dylan go to the kindergarten to see Kaiden first in order to call back his memory as soon as possible. After all, Kaiden was his son, and they were connected by blood. Maybe he could remember something when he saw him.
Unexpectedly, Savannah came to pick up Kaiden, and they met in this situation.
If it had not been for Garwood's words, he wouldn't have known them at all.
* * *
The Sterling's house.
Old Sterling and Jacob were talking in the living room. As Dylan returned with Savannah and Kaiden, they stood up and walked over.
"Grandpa! Daddy doesn't know me!" Kaiden, who had been ignored by Dylan all the way, ran into old Sterling's arms with a great grievance.
Old Sterling learned from Jacob about the situation of his son, and he was ready for it. However, he still held a glimmer of hope before Dylan arrived. He patted his grandson in a comforting way and looked at Dylan.
"Dylan, I'm your dad. Do you remember me?"
In NY, Jacob and Garwood had told Dylan something about Savannah, Kaiden, and his father, but Dylan was still in a daze as he looked at the old man in front of him.
Actually, his memories about Jacob and Garwood, who had been at his side every day for months, also dimmed these days.
Dylan looked at old Sterling and seemed to be making a tolerably vigorous effort to recall something about him.
Everyone was waiting quietly for his answer.
"I'm sorry," he replied simply.
For this old man, his father, he only had some vague and fragmentary memories, which were just as incomplete as for Savannah and Kaiden.
A sorry cooled down everyone's heart.
The miracle didn't happen.
He ended up being one of the 25 percent.
"Nothing, take your time, you've just came back," Jacob said busily with a forced smile.