Jonathan Wilson didn't know what he wanted to say, his heart felt heavy. Why couldn't his biological mother love him like his adoptive mother did?
"Give me your phone." Finn Wilson said, "I'll handle this matter."
Jonathan Wilson obediently went to his room, got the phone, and handed it over.
He didn't know how his father would deal with that so-called biological mother of his, but since she intended to harm Callum, she should be prepared for retaliation.
Viola Harris came out after taking a shower and asked Finn Wilson, "Did Nick just stop by? What did you guys talk about?"
Finn Wilson smiled, "He talked to me about some study-related matters. He's under pressure, and I counseled him a bit, so don't worry."
Viola Harris nodded, not thinking deeply about it.
...
The May Day holiday ended, and everyone returned to their busy lives.
The sky had been overcast for two days, finally unleashing a torrential downpour by evening.
