“Daddy,” Jackson called out to him at this moment.

Jeremy looked over in surprise. The good-looking little guy walked over to him with a smile, his clear eyes looking more and more like Madeline’s.

Actually, during the three years of Madeline’s ‘passing’, he rarely heard Jackson calling him ‘Daddy’. Even if he did, his voice would sound lifeless and perfunctory unlike now.

“Daddy, you’re here as well? Do you want to celebrate my birthday with Mommy?”

Birthday.

Jeremy suddenly remembered that tomorrow was Jackson’s birthday.

Jackson was five, but from what he recalled, it seemed that he had never celebrated his birthday with him before.

“Jack, your father has to go now. Just tell him what you want to say to him next time,” Madeline walked over and said to Jackson with a smile. She was purposely saying that to Jeremy so that he would leave.

She turned around to look at the man, her eyes turning a few degrees colder. “You can leave now.”

Jeremy smiled bitterly. “I’m leaving, but