"I'm here."
A tall, upright figure appeared at the doorway.
Hope Williams froze for a moment and then turned her gaze to the door.
Paisley Ginger walked in hurriedly, limping slightly.
"Paisley!" Axel Ginger's eyes widened, his previously angry expression instantly transformed into one of excitement as he looked at his son intensely and strode over.
Hope Williams lightly tugged at the corner of her mouth. Seeing that both of them were fine, she finally felt relieved.
"Dad."
Axel Ginger gave Paisley Ginger a strong hug, and just as Paisley felt the warmth of his father's embrace, Axel suddenly raised his hand and slapped Paisley's backside.
"You ungrateful brat, you know to come back now, huh? Wasting every day outside and neglecting your duties. Are you trying to drive me to my grave? Watch how I teach you a lesson today! Old Johnson, go fetch the family discipline tools!" Axel's fury flared instantly.
