Korbyn extended his hand and gently caressed the little boy's face. He had developed a genuine fondness for this child, and thus he turned to Waylen and said, “Waylen, you handle this matter."

A tinge of sadness engulfed him.

He lifted his gaze to his beloved daughter, taking note of her plain attire, causing his heart to ache.

After a prolonged silence, he uttered in a hushed voice, “Just stay here! You can't rely on your brother and sister-in-law indefinitely. They have their own lives. Your mother and I will help take care of the child."

He didn't hold her accountable, yet a sense of melancholy lingered within him.