Ms. Hard To Get

Why can't dad remeber us?

#7- Why can't dad remember us?
Lalisa Manoban

"So who's his dad?"

He asked his eyes not leaving my form

"You"

That's what I wanted to say so bad, but, I can't, until he remembers I can't

"That's not important, he already left us"

I said still focusing on the dishes I was washing, he let go off me and went beside me

"What's his name? What's he like?"

He asked, ow Taehyung, if only you'd remember

"His name's not important, let's just say I used to call him Hyungie, he's really nice, very handsome, has such a nice voice and he's a crackhead"

I said as I giggled, his brows furrowed

"He must've been an assh*le for leaving you and his kid"

He said now leaning on the counter, I placed the last plate with the others and dried my hands and started walking towards the room Taehyun's in, he followed me

"Yea, he is, but I can't say it's his fault"

I said as I enter the other room, Taehyun was playing with his toys, I smiled as my son looked at me

"Why is that?"

He asked, I looked at the clock on the wall and noticed it was getting late

"Hey it's getting late, you should go now, thank you for today"

I said ignoring his question, he was about to say something when I pushed him to the door and held Taehyun's hand

"Let's go honey, let's take Taehyung to his car"

As I said that, we all walked out of our apartment and took Taehyung to his car, Taehyung turned the engine on and before he drove he looked at us, I waved a pitiful look of goodbye to him smiling a little, then he drove off, my eyes following the car until it's no longer visible, silence then followed until my son spoke