Chapter: 1211

“Thank you, Uncle Andy! I like this gift very much.”

“I'm glad you like it."

Just then, there was a knock on the door. The doctor came in, followed by another person.

Joey was smiling at first, but when he saw the person at the door, his smile froze before fading.

“I heard the wind bell from afar. It turns out it came from here.”

Carson came in with a space model in his hand.

"Joey, this is a gift for you."

Glancing at the model, Joey suddenly remembered the one he had spent more than half a month to make and it hadn't been sent out yet. He looked away and avoided any eye contact with Carson, as he silently put away the wind bell.

"You haven't seen me for such a long time. You don't look excited at all." Carson raised his eyebrows, not sure what was wrong.

"Are you blaming me for not coming to see you? Well then, it's really my fault. I apologize to you. So you can forgive me, your godfather, okay? I am just very busy."

“I'm not your godson!" Joey suddenly raised his voice and shouted at

Carson.

Carson's reaction was one of disbelief.

Even those present were taken aback. They weren't prepared for Joey's outburst.

Joey had not uttered Victor's name in the previous one and a half months. Except for Joey's mild depression during the first several days, everything else was normal. Rachel was concerned that Joey would keep his feelings bottled up. For a few days, she kept an eye on him and found that he was eating properly and sleeping well. She no longer feared for his safety.

"Joe..."

It dawned on Joey, too, that he'd blown it. He climbed out of bed and said, "Mommy, I need to use the restroom."

He entered the restroom without waiting for Rachel's response.

Carson grimaced as he saw the model Joey threw on the floor and then turned to Rachel. His gaze on Rachel suggested that he wanted to know what was going on, even if no words were said.

A lot of work had kept him occupied recently. Moreover, when Victor previously met Joey, he was not there, so he was unaware of what had transpired.

Something had gone wrong during their encounter, it appeared.

"Is he not in the loop?" Carson asked.

"He's not," Rachel said.

“He wasn't in the mood to hear it at that time. So I didn't tell him

Carson peered sideways at the closed door and was about to speak when a phone call interrupted him. He checked the caller ID to see who was calling. It came from one of the company's employees.