Chapter 179. The Waiting

Third-Person POV

In New York, Zane held his son affectionately against his chest.

He breathed in the sweet baby scent, never getting enough of it. He couldn't believe that his son was finally there with him, making him tangibly a father. Klevin Jr.'s joyful laughter filled the room as he softly whispered tender words, expressing how honored and grateful he felt to have him in his life.

"Don't worry, my little boy," he said gently as he kissed Klevin Jr. on the forehead. "When your mother returns, we'll take long trips on the yacht, and I'll teach you how to swim in the open sea. Then at night, we'll have dinner together on deck. I promise it'll be wonderful."

Then his eyes spotted a piece of paper peeking out from beneath the baby cloth. He loosened the diaper and removed it. Inside was a note from Klevin’s grandparents, which Zane suspected they had slipped in during their time with him on the plane. He unfolded it with care and began to rea