Chapter 1714: Wherever My Gaze Falls, That Is Forever: I Don't Want That Father

In the hall, the two little brothers were on the carpet. Robert Lancaster was earnestly helping his little brother build a house with blocks, while Evander Lancaster sat nearby with his little legs stretched out, occasionally handing a block to his brother.

“Put this here, alright? Remember that, Evander?” Robert Lancaster patiently instructed his younger brother, placing the last block in position.

“Mm-hmm, I remember, brother,” Evander Lancaster said in a childish voice, still holding a block in his hands.

Last night, Violet Zimmerman had a fever. In the morning, Daxton Lancaster instructed the driver to bring the doctor home from the hospital. After a fever-reducing injection, Daxton also asked the doctor for some ointment for bruises, and he was now in the room applying it to Violet.

Such injuries were not something he would let another person know about, so he had to handle them himself.

After finishing building the house for his brother, Robert Lancaster then made a mess of it, “Evander, now you try to build it again yourself, let me see if you’ve learned.”

“Mm-hmm, okay, brother,” Evander Lancaster nodded vigorously, got up, and knelt on the carpet with one leg, and started building earnestly.

Seeing his brother was no longer clinging to him, Robert Lancaster stood up, “Evander, you build by yourself for now, I’m going outside to pee.”

“Mm-hmm, hurry up, brother!” Evander Lancaster said in his childish voice.

Robert Lancaster agreed and ran to the door, put on his shoes, and jogged all the way to his second uncle’s place.

Joseph Lancaster was sitting on the sofa, bored, watching TV. Hearing a noise at the door, he instructed the servant to check. As soon as the servant opened the door, Robert Lancaster slipped in, “Second Uncle!”

Running in with small steps, Robert Lancaster’s little face was flushed red from the exercise.

“Did Robert come to play with Second Uncle?” Joseph Lancaster got up and walked over, picking Robert Lancaster up.

Perhaps it was due to the blood relation, but both “nephews” were close to him.

Robert Lancaster looked at the servant in the room, “Second Uncle, Robert wants to see your room.”

Joseph Lancaster also glanced at the servant, not knowing what the little guy was up to, and carried him toward the stairs, “Alright, Second Uncle will take Robert to play in the room.”

Pushing open the room door, Joseph Lancaster put Robert Lancaster down. Robert turned around, grabbed his wrist, and closed the door.

Seeing Robert’s cautious demeanor, Joseph Lancaster guessed he wanted to tell him something and walked with him to sit on the bed, “Does Robert have something to say to Second Uncle?”

Robert Lancaster’s little hands were held by Joseph Lancaster, the uncle and nephew facing each other.

“Second Uncle, do you have a lot of money?” Robert Lancaster asked in a childish yet serious tone.

Joseph Lancaster didn’t know why the little guy asked such a question, but with a small smile, he modestly said, “It’s alright.”

“Second Uncle, how much is alright?” Robert Lancaster asked with a puzzled frown.

Joseph Lancaster picked him up and placed him on his lap, “Why is Robert asking this?”

Robert Lancaster lowered his head, his thick eyelashes shielding his unhappiness, and his expression followed suit.

“Second Uncle, do you have enough money to buy a house outside?”

“Why does Robert want a house?” Joseph Lancaster asked, puzzled. The Lancaster family was vast and wealthy, with several villas still unoccupied.

“Robert wants Second Uncle to buy a house so he can send Mom there. That way, Dad can’t find her and won’t hit her anymore.”

Robert Lancaster pouted, and two tears rolled down his cheeks.

“What did you say? Big Brother hit your mom?” If Robert wasn’t sitting on his lap, Joseph Lancaster might have stood up in shock, his hands tightening on his son’s arms.

“Mm,” Robert Lancaster looked up at Joseph Lancaster, still pouting, “Last night, I saw Dad whipping Mom.”

“And what about your mom? Didn’t she fight back?” Joseph Lancaster anxiously asked, his heart tightening.

Big Brother actually…used a whip on Violet, such a gentle woman, he had the heart to do it!

Robert Lancaster shook his head, “No, Mom bit her hand and cried quietly.”

Joseph Lancaster…

It was as if he lost all support and slumped onto the bed.

No wonder Big Brother said she caught a cold in the morning. It turned out to be because of this…

His son’s mother had suffered so much, yet he…couldn’t do anything to help.

At this moment, Joseph Lancaster hated his own powerlessness.

Although Robert Lancaster was mature beyond his years, he was still too young to understand the storm of emotions in his uncle’s heart. He continued to ask.

“Second Uncle, can you buy a house for Mom? Last night…Dad was so fierce, Robert was so scared, Robert doesn’t want that kind of Dad. I want Second Uncle to be my Dad.”

Joseph Lancaster took a deep breath, then exhaled shakily. He knew such a bloody scene must have left a shadow in his son’s heart.

Trying hard to regulate his emotions, he pretended to speak lightly, “If Robert wants, you can call Second Uncle Dad from now on.”

“Really?” Robert Lancaster’s eyes shone with hopeful light.

“Mm,” Joseph Lancaster nodded, “But only when no one else is around. If someone hears, Big Brother won’t be happy.”

After Joseph Lancaster spoke, Robert also nodded, “Robert knows. If Dad finds out Robert calls Second Uncle ‘Dad,’ he’ll definitely whip Robert.”

“Robert, don’t be afraid. Big Brother won’t do that.” Joseph Lancaster hugged his son tightly.

“Really?” Robert Lancaster uncertainly asked.

“Mm, Second Uncle promises you.” Joseph Lancaster forced a smile, raising two fingers.

“Second Uncle, can you buy a house for Mom?” Robert Lancaster’s purpose for coming over was this. If Mom had a house, Dad wouldn’t be able to find her.

Joseph Lancaster sighed. Robert was still too young, with limited understanding. To not worry his son, Joseph Lancaster had to tell a well-intentioned lie, “When Second Uncle has enough money, he’ll buy a house for your Mom.”

“Second Uncle, pinky promise!” Robert Lancaster crooked his little finger.

Looking at the small hand extended in front of him, Joseph Lancaster’s chest felt blocked, and he took a deep breath, “Alright.”

After pinky-promising with Joseph Lancaster, Robert Lancaster slid down, “Second Uncle, I have to go back. Evander is still waiting for me at home.”

“Second Uncle will take you back.” Joseph Lancaster had just stood up when Robert Lancaster pushed him back onto the bed, “Second Uncle, you can’t go. Dad will find out!”

Joseph Lancaster was taken aback, only then realizing that even at his young age, his son was cautious, worried that Big Brother would find out he came to tell secrets.

Sighing again, Joseph Lancaster reluctantly agreed, “Alright, Second Uncle will just take you to the door.”

Standing outside the main gate, watching Robert Lancaster’s figure run away, Joseph Lancaster turned back, heading straight up the stairs, dejectedly.

Alone in his room, he castigated himself. His son’s mother lived less than a hundred meters away, suffering such pain, and he could do nothing, just watch, pretending not to know…

As a man, he truly was pathetic!

With a slap, Joseph Lancaster hit himself across the face, and tears followed.