Chapter 467 Reunion

Luca approached the door, but he suddenly stopped and leaned his head against the heavy wooden door, motionless as if he was thinking about something. He thought he was not ready to see Tenaia again, especially since he was not good at speaking and had no idea how to express his lovesickness to the woman who had been waiting for him for five years.

"What should I do? What should I say?" A series of questions were placed before Luca, which was a deep confusion that imprisoned him. It was just like the first interview when he faced the examiner who kept dozing off. Except for sweaty hands and shaking legs, he brought nothing else.

Luga's mind was blank. He forgot all the words and strategies he thought he had thought out in detail along the way, even before he saw Tenaia or just looked at the door.

"After all, I haven't made any progress at all!" Luga mocked himself, forcing a hint of awkward smile on his stiff face. He and Tenaia were only a door away.

He finally mustered up the courage, wiped his sweat off his face on the white toga he was wearing, then took a deep breath, took a step forward and reached out to push the door.

“Mom, Dad!”

Luga suddenly trembled as if he had been electrocuted. The hand that had just reached out to the door was suddenly pulled back as if frightened. The whole person turned into a human statue as if possessed, standing blankly at the door.

"What's going on? Did I hear it wrong?" Lu Jia asked himself in his heart. He was scared by the childish voice. God knows when this child appeared.

"It must be an auditory hallucination caused by the fatigue of the journey. Oh my God, I have been on the road for a month and heard all kinds of noises. My ears must not have adapted to it!" Lu Jia said to himself in his heart. This set of rhetoric can deceive others but not himself! Lu Jia believed it deeply. He was conscious and understood that this was just deceiving himself. He put his ear to the door again and listened carefully.

"Chuckle, cluck"

There was a series of bell-like laughter, mixed with a woman's laughter. There was no mistake. It was just a child, and the woman was obvious! "Tenaia!" Luka whispered the name, and took out the parchment that he had read countless times. It clearly said that he would give Luka a surprise. Could this be a surprise after all these years away?

Luka thought nothing had happened between him and Tenaya. After being away for so long, he came back with a child. Luka could see what was going on at a glance. Obviously, Tenaya must be... Yes.

After guessing this news, Luca didn't know what to do. He was anxious and angry, and wanted to turn around and leave.

"dad!"

But as soon as he turned around, the voice coming from the other side of the door made him hesitate, and he had a question in his heart: Who is the father of this child? Who is so bold!

Thinking of this, someone gave Luca the courage to push the door. He turned around again, took a step forward and pushed open the half-open wooden door in front of him.

In the empty hall, there was only a boy sitting on Tenaia's lap and playing. The child was about four or five years old. He held a wooden Roman warrior statue tightly in his hand and called "Dad" again and again! Tenaia was wearing some old clothes, which had turned white after being washed over and over again. She didn't care and hugged him tightly. She looked down at the child in her arms with eyes as clear as autumn water and full of affection. She even ignored Luca who had just walked in.

In order to attract Tenaia's attention, Luga deliberately coughed twice, which attracted Tenaia's attention.

Perhaps she didn't expect Luga to come here so quietly. When she suddenly saw Luga, Tenaia was frightened. She sat there blankly and even forgot to use her hands to amuse the child in her arms.

When their eyes met, their smiles froze, as if time had stopped at that moment. Luga looked at Tenaia, his face expressionless, without even a hint of joy. All of this came from the boy playing in Tenaia's arms.

"Luga." It was Tenaia who first broke the awkward situation. Such a soft whisper was like ripples when water enters a calm lake. Although Luga's heart was full of doubts and confusion, he couldn't help but be moved when he heard Tenaia's call.

Tenaia looked at Luka and hesitated for a few seconds, then she smiled, looking very happy. She put the boy down in her arms, held his hand and walked step by step to Luka. The child was very timid and seemed unwilling to get too close to Luka. He walked slowly, hiding behind Tenaia, clinging to his mother's back to get a little sense of security.

"Who is he?" Luga pointed at the little guy hiding behind Tenaia's legs, "I don't remember you having a child when I left."

"Maximus," Tenaia replied immediately, "Yes, but you left in such a hurry that I didn't have time to tell you. I gave birth to Maximus almost a year after you left. I wanted to ask the messenger to tell you the news of Maximus' birth many times, but the messenger couldn't find your trace, or it was difficult to deliver in the war-torn area, so the messenger never came to fruition."

Luca looked down at Maximus, who would occasionally stick his head out and stare at him with curious and somewhat fearful eyes. This kid had golden hair, just like his mother Tenaia. But his eyes were like the deep night sky, very similar to his own.

Luka remained silent, still somewhat doubting the truthfulness of Tenaya's words. He carefully looked at this cute little guy, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Anyway, please stop talking about the child, Tenaia." Luga shook his head and took two steps back, as if to keep a distance from Maximus who was hiding behind Tenaia.

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"What's wrong, dear?" Tenaia looked at Luga's somewhat resistant look and frowned in dissatisfaction. "You don't seem to like him, right? You don't like your own son!" Especially the last sentence, Tenaia's voice rose by eight degrees, which made Luga sound a little harsh.

"No! No! Tenaia, listen to me!" Luca waved his hands and explained: "You know, I was away for so long. I... This child, well, I wasn't ready to be a father, but... you see, when I came back, the child was so big, no, Maximus, my God, this kid is so big!"

"I understand!" Tenaia interrupted Luga, her face gloomy and serious, her eyes fixed on Luga, her eyes bursting with uncontrollable anger, "You don't believe that Maximus is your son, right? You are denying that he is your son!"

"No, Tenaia, dear, I..." Luka panicked and tried to defend himself, but he saw Tenaia, with her hair standing on end, holding up something and throwing it at Luka. Luka was hit hard before he could dodge. He only felt a fragrance rushing into his nose and something soft hitting his face.

"Oh, woman!" Luga couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart. After all, although Tenaia was violent, she still felt sorry for him. Look, such soft clothes, just like Tenaia's soft hand gently caressing his cheek, making Luga intoxicated.

"What a lovely person!" Luga thought so, and felt the unsupported clothes falling from his face. He clearly saw Tenaia lift the stool behind her.

(End of this chapter)