If Larissa herself had not necessarily met Aster's biological father, who said Wendy would even know about him? Aster's question made her a little frantic, and she asked him in return, "Why are you asking about this?"

"I want to find my daddy," Aster said seriously, and Wendy was shocked. Her first reaction was to inform Larissa, but she still had to deal with Aster for now.

"Why are you suddenly thinking about finding your daddy?"

This kid, having grown up to his current age, had never asked for his father before today. So … what on earth has happened now?

"Because I want to." Aster bit his lip, some stubbornness shining through his forlornness. He had never spoken to Wendy like this before. If it were not for the fact that he was only five, Wendy would have thought that he was already at his rebellious stage.

"Well … you gotta have a reason for wanting to do something?" She tried to communicate properly with him.

Aster was quiet for a while before he mumbled, "I … don't want Mo