All Chapters of Teaching My Son to Forget His Dad: Chapter 11 - Chapter 14

The color drained from Rowan's face in an instant. The very next second, with a thud, he dropped to his knees at the doorway. "Please, Gigi. Give me one more chance. For Ry's sake!"My gaze went cold when I heard Ryan's name on his lips. "So, now you remember Ry?"Rowan parted his lips, but he couldn't make a sound. Just then, soft footsteps sounded behind me. Ryan was standing behind me, clutching his little dinosaur. He looked at Rowan, who was kneeling outside the door, with a terrifyingly calm expression. Like a drowning man clutching at a straw, Rowan reached out to touch him. "Daddy's here, Ry. Please help me convince Mommy. Daddy doesn't want to divorce Mommy!"He thought Ryan would give in. After all, Ryan used to be incredibly attached to him. Whenever he came home, Ryan would rush over, hug his legs, and call out "Daddy" over and over again. However, this time, Ryan only took half a step back behind me. "Mr. Goodwin, go keep your other child company. Don't bother me

I didn't want to accept them.Ryan, however, said solemnly, "This is what he owes us, Mommy. He should've given me these in the past."I froze for a moment and agreed. Consequently, we accepted all his money and gifts.Yet, Ryan never called him "Daddy". Every time Rowan came over, Ryan would nod politely. "Hello, Mr. Goodwin." Rowan's face would pale every time he heard it. But he no longer dared to correct him. In the past, Ryan and I had been the ones chasing after him, asking when he was coming home, if he could spend time with Ryan, and whether he actually cared about us at all. Now, it was the other way around. He was chasing after Ryan and me, but we were no longer looking back. Whenever the holidays rolled around, I'd take Ryan on trips. We'd head to the mountains in the winter to see the snow, spend long weekends hitting the beach to surf, and use the summer break to fly across the ocean and explore ancient castles. Rowan somehow got hold of our itineraries and wo