The restaurant on Ren'en Road.

Someone walked over and opened the door for Gavin as soon as he stopped his car. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Gavin?"

Gavin nodded.

The waitress standing aside gestured for Gavin to enter the restaurant. "This way, please. Mrs. Su is waiting for you."

The restaurant was formerly an old western-style house. The industrial-style lamps shed a warm yellow light on the path in the garden with a retro charm.

There was only Dolly, who was sitting at the table by the window on the first floor in the two-story restaurant, although it was dinner time.

Gavin frowned while wondering, "What on earth is Dolly going to tell me? Why did she make a block booking?"

"Mr. Gavin, please come this way."

The waitress led Gavin to Dolly.

Fresh-looking Dolly appeared calm and mysterious in the pale yellow light as if she were wearing a veil.

Gavin thought that he had sharp eyes. However, he couldn't figure out Dolly's mood at that moment, although she was right in front of him. He had no idea what she would talk about.

"Well, let me play to score," he thought.

Gavin greeted her politely, "Auntie, I'm sorry for being late."

"Never mind." Dolly smiled. "I know that you drove from your company to reach here in a hurry. Anyway, I just arrived a few minutes ago."

Dolly opened a menu and placed it in front of Gavin. "Please help yourself to suit your taste. I owe you a dinner."

Gavin ordered two light dishes and then laid down the menu in front of Dolly. "Auntie, it's your turn."

Dolly smiled and ordered a soup and two more dishes.

The chef had been idle in the kitchen, so they served the food soon. The delicious dishes were both pleasing to the eye and palate.

However, both Gavin and Dolly ate absent mindedly, although they pretended to be relaxed.

In the end, Gavin and Dolly laid down their chopsticks almost at the same time, which made the two surprised. Dolly smiled and called the waiter. The waiter cleared the leftovers and brought them two cups of coffee.

Gavin didn't take a sip of his coffee. He said, "Auntie, you said on the phone that you have something to tell me, didn't you?"

"Yes." Dolly took a sip of coffee. She simply asked, "How's your injured hand?"

Gavin had been changing dressing himself these days. He was surprised that Dolly cared about his wound. He said leisurely, "No big deal. It's getting better. I'll soon be fine."

Dolly didn't know where to start at that moment.

She had finally found the chance to tell him about it after preparing herself for days.

However, she was afraid that it would mess Gavin up. After all, she abandoned him 20 years ago, which had changed his fate.

She didn't know whether she should tell him about the truth with brutal honesty at the moment when Gavin wasn't prepared for it.

Gavin felt strange as he looked at Dolly. He asked, confused, "Auntie? I guess you're not ready yet. May I say something first?"

Dolly waved her hand. "No. Let me say a few words first."

She didn't want to give him the chance to tell her what he was thinking about because she had guessed it!

Otherwise, they would feel awkward. It would also embarrass Gavin and Wendy in the future.

Gavin wasn't surprised at her words. He sat there in silence, waiting for Dolly to speak.

Dolly thought for a while as she looked down. Then she slowly said, "Gavin, it will take a long time before your injured hand gets better." Her voice was soft and dull. It seemed that she was trying to restrain her sorrow.

Gavin was too surprised to notice that.

"Auntie, I thought you're going to talk about Wendy," Gavin said in surprise. He had never thought that Dolly would talk about the wound in his hand.

Dolly gave a bitter smile. "I'm not going to talk about her. I want to talk about your origin. I have to talk about your wound first because I don't know where to start."

Gavin narrowed his eyes. His face looked more and more impassive as he stared at Dolly.

He had always avoided talking about his origin. He could tell from Dolly's tone that she knew it well. He thought that she had found out who his parents were while she was investigating him.

Gavin looked away and said in a cold voice, "Auntie Su, I know that you investigated me, and I understand why you did that. If you found out something I don't know, keep it to yourself, please."

"Do you think that I did that because of Wendy?" Dolly shook her head. "No, child. I knew that you were a capable and reliable man the first time I saw you. I never doubted your moral quality."

"Didn't you?" Gavin was confused. "Auntie, what's the reason?"

"Gavin..." Dolly hesitated and found that she didn't dare to speak frankly. She simply asked, "Do you want to find your parents?"

Gavin was sure that Dolly had found out something about his parents. He even thought that she had already known who they were.

However, he wasn't interested in it.

"No, I don't," Gavin said without hesitation. "Maybe I meant nothing to them since they decided to abandon me. I'm old enough to live without my parents. We're just strangers even if they were right in front of me."

Dolly closed her eyes to hold back her tears. "I see, you... will never forgive me." She opened her eyes, which had turned exceedingly bloodshot. "Gavin, you don't take after your father."

"..."

Gavin was completely stunned at that moment. He felt as if a bomb had been thrown into his body, and his cells, along with the blood, had exploded together with a "bang-" sound.

He would have lost control of his emotions if he hadn't seen the ups and downs in the business circles with Brian those years, which enabled him to stay calm at all times.

He thought to himself, "I said that I would take my parents as strangers. Dolly thought that I wouldn't forgive her. She even told me that I don't take after my father."

"Did she mean that she's my mother?"

Gavin clutched the tablecloth with a frosty look while his chest heaved. It seemed like he was going to tear the exquisite tablecloth.

He would forgive his mother, and he would forgive whatever she had done.

He would forgive his parents, who had given him life but had abandoned him.

He would even call them Dad and Mom. He would give them a happy life and watch over them in their old age until their final days, no matter what had become of them.

He would do all that as long as Dolly wasn't his mother.

He and Wendy would be family if Dolly was his mother.

He wanted to be Wendy's family but not in a blood-relation. He had wanted to start a family with her.

He was born more than 20 years ago, the same way as how all the other babies came into this world. However, God made fun of him; he was abandoned.

He wondered why God had made fun of him again when he was close to his happy ending.

He wondered why he had to suffer retribution when he had never embraced evil, although he had always fooled around.

Dolly felt sadder as she looked at Gavin.

She knew that Gavin wouldn't be able to accept the fact easily.

His family, who had disappeared without a trace for more than 20 years, suddenly showed up and shattered his hopes. It was a big joke to Gavin.

Apart from it, however, a disaster was awaiting him.

"Auntie Su," Gavin said in a trembling voice, "don't pull my leg, please."

"I'm not kidding. Gavin, it's about your life and future. How could I do that?"

Gavin evaded her hand on the table when Dolly reached out to him.

Gavin regarded Dolly coldly. "What evidence do you have to prove that we are related?"

Dolly took out her cellphone and opened a private gallery. "Take a look at these photos."

There were no more than 10 photos in total.

The first photo was of Dolly and a man when they were young.

Gavin almost thought that the man in the photo was him at first glance.

They were so much alike. He could say that he was a carbon copy of the man.

Dolly and the man in the photo were hugging each other. He could tell that they were lovers.

He saw a photo of a newborn baby after some photos of the two.

It was a photo of a baby boy who was just born. He could tell from the baby's little face that he and the man looked alike.

The rest of the photos in the gallery were all about the baby boy.

Gavin felt a shiver all over his body after looking carefully at those photos.

He had seen similar ones.

There was a tradition of taking photos of the children under five years old every month in the orphanage where he grew up to open files on them so that they could keep them as memoirs and find their families in the future with the photos.

The director would give him his file and show him the photos every time Gavin returned to the orphanage these years. Sometimes the director would banter with him. "Look, this is what you looked like when you were just sent here. After so many years, you have become a handsome gentleman."

The boy in the photos that were taken after he was sent to the orphanage and the one in the photos of Dolly's cellphone gallery looked alike. In fact, the two were one and the same.

Sure enough, he was Dolly's son.