“You don’t deserve to be my son!”

The moment Miranda spat that out, she turned and stormed off without another glance.

Felix stayed where he was, his head slowly dropping.

Seeing him like that, Daniel stepped in gently. “Don’t take your mom’s words to heart. Adults have their bad days too.”

Felix nodded. “Yeah… I know.”

He was used to it.

After all these years, one thing had become painfully clear—Miranda had always looked down on both him and his father.