Chapter 693 Oh, My Father Is Dead

'But how can that be?' Fabio couldn't believe it. His mother had never mentioned his father's name to him, and the man in front of him seemed like a horrible person.

He stole a glance at the man and then immediately looked away.

There was something about this man that made him want to stay, but the most important thing for him now was to find his mother.

He forced a cute smile on his face and said to Andrew, "I'm leaving now. Otherwise, my mommy and daddy will worry about me."

"Your daddy?"

"Oh...I'm sorry. I don't have a dad. He's dead,"

Fabio said slowly, as if dropping a heavy bomb.

Johnny's eyes widened in disbelief.

Andrew's fingers stopped drumming. He looked at Fabio and asked, "Did your mother tell you that?"

"No, but I've never had a father. I've never seen him even once. Doesn't that mean he's dead?" Fabio asked with a big smile, as if saying these things didn't bother him at all.

The truth was, even if his father was alive, Fabio didn't have a good impression of him. After all, his mother had lived a hard life alone, and his father had never once appeared to help or support her.

He had asked his mother about his father once, but she had just frozen with an upset expression on her face. From then on, he hadn't asked her about his father again.

Anyway, it didn't matter if he had a father or not. Having such a great mother was enough for him.

In the future, he would work hard to make money to support his mother so that she would finally be able to rest and relax.

Instead of responding, Andrew took Ashley's cell phone out of his pocket and looked at the screen, his fingers hovering over it.

Then, he clicked and dialed the number on it.

At the same time, Fabio's cell phone rang, almost confirming Andrew

ly like Ashley's.

"Why would I?" he asked.

His question left Fabio stunned.

He hadn't expected things to go this way.

By right, the man in front of him should have said yes and taken him to his mother.

For a long while, Fabio just stared at Andrew, unable to make sense of what was happening.

He wanted to say something, but couldn't find any logical answer to Andrew's question.

Although Fabio was intelligent in small ways, Ashley had been very protective of him, so he lacked certain skills.

Then, Fabio did something that no one in the room had expected, not even himself.

He suddenly grabbed hold of Andrew's thigh and looked up at him with pitiful eyes. "Daddy, please take me to my mother, so that we can be together again. Please," he whined like a spoiled child.

Strangely enough, the scene wasn't awkward at all.

It was even sort of cute.

Andrew smiled and reached out to touch the boy's soft face.

He reminded him a lot of Ashley...

All of a sudden, he felt overjoyed knowing that he had a little boy that Ashley had given birth to, for him.

Andrew was sure without a doubt that this miniature version of him was his trueborn son.