Chapter 514 The Reunion Of Father And Son (1/2)

”Leave me alone, let me go.” Dot was in a panic. If Zac saw his face, he would find out their secret.

He really hoped that Essie could come and save him. But at this moment, Essie was hiding from the rain with Mili and Rabi, so she had no idea what was happening here. She didn't expect that the God was joking. Her son's protective mask had been washed away by the heavy rain.

As soon as they arrived at the room, Zac wrapped Dot with a bath towel, and then filled it with a basin of hot water, forcing him to soak in it.

Dot were unable to persuade him, so he had to cover his face with the towel.

With his sharp eyes, Zac saw through what was on the boy's mind. ”Little boy, are you so afraid that I will see your face?”

”No, my face is now colorful. It's so ugly,” Dot faltered with her words.

Zac's eyes became deep, he felt this little kid was hiding something from him. Suddenly, he reached out and tickled Dot. Dot was extremely itchy, so he put down his hand subconsciously. The bath towel covering his face also slipped down.

The incandescent lamp above his head gently applied on his face, revealing his handsome features. For the first time, Zac could see his appearance clearly.

He was shocked as if he was hit by a thunderbolt. He had thought that Dot and Hanson would look exactly like each other, but unexpectedly, he didn't expect that his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth did not look like Hanson at all. Instead...

He grabbed Dot's shoulders and pulled him over. Looking at himself in the mirror, he asked, ”Little boy, do you have some gene mutation?”

”You're the one with gene mutation!” Dot stared at him from the mirror.

”Then why do you look so alike...” Zac's voice sounded frozen in the air. He stared at the boy in the mirror for a moment. He was petrified, as if he was hit by a divine stick.

After a while, he pulled Dot over and stared at him.

His eyes slowly widened... They turned into two bells, which were filled with shock and confusion. His body was twisting, like it was passed through by a strong current.

His mind was in a mess for a moment. It seemed as if there were millions of horses galloping and charging in his mind, and it was more like millions of knives running and stirring in his heart.

After a while, all astonishment and puzzlement became anger. His eyes were red with anger, and the blue veins on his forehead rolled like the waves on the sea. The muscles at the corner of his mouth were tight. He was gritting his teeth, as if he was about to vent the endless hatred.