After some practice, even his coach couldn't help but marvel at Yannick's perseverance.

Wilson was observing Yannick's practice aside. Even though his son was knocked to the ground again and again, he would get up very quickly and continue fighting.

There was determination and strength in Yannick's eyes, similar to Clara's.

Wilson knew that his son desired to become stronger. Yannick was so determined that it made him look like he had suffered all the ups and downs in this world.

Wilson felt bitter. He would have had a happy family now if he had not been blinded by hatred and not believed Sandra.

When Yannick finished practicing, Wilson approached him and said, "I'll send you home later."

"No, thank you. I saw a bus stop next to this block. I can take the bus." Yannick refused. "I'll come here and go back by myself in the future too!"

"Do you have to refuse me that much? I'm your father!" Wilson said.

"I haven't had a father ever since I was born!" Yannick said and went