“Daddy...” he muttered.

“Daddy...”

Isaac was standing by the door. When he heard his son's call, he quickly approached him.

“Hello, Joe," he said in a low voice.

As soon as Joe saw Isaac, he threw the toy dog he was holding and ran towards him. "Daddy!"

Since Joe was capable of walking steadily, he no Longer needed other people to hold him.

He could also say a lot of simple words and make requests if ever he wanted to eat or sleep. He could already say a lot of things

When he smiled, his white baby teeth showed.

He rubbed his head against Isaac's chest.

Hearing the noise, Rowena quickly came over. When she saw Isaac, she said, "You're back. I'll run a bath for you. Take a shower and have dinner later."

Isaac nodded and asked, "Has Joe been obedient while I was away?" Rowena turned to Joe and smiled. "He's been a good boy."

Sometimes, while Joe was sleeping, he would lie in her arms and call her mommy.

Of course, she didn't tell him this.

After all, she didn't want him to feel bad.

Even though she didn't say anything, Isaac seemed to have noticed that something was amiss.

“I've bought a house in Clouland. Once it's done being decorated, we'll move there."

“We're moving abroad?" Rowena's eyes shot wide open in surprise.

She had difficulty talking to other people there. It would take her a very long time to get used to living there.

“There will be servants there. I'll make sure to arrange everything you need. You can only take care of Joe when you go there." In Isaac's opinion, no one could take more care of Joe than his grandma.

He could only go to work and be at peace when he knew that Rowena was the one taking care of Joe.

On top of that, since the head office was located there, he didn't have to travel by plane all the time.

“Okay. I will Listen to you." Even though Rowena didn't want to go abroad, she had to overcome her apprehensions in order to take care of her grandson.

Isaac went to take a shower in his room and let the water rinse the weariness off his body.

Once he got out of the shower, he loosely wrapped the bathrobe around his body. His exposed skin glistened against the light as beads of water rolled down his extremities.

He was drying his hair when he came back to his room. The clothes were already ready on the bed.