"Dad!" Sonny shouted excitedly as he spotted Hank and ran toward him.

Hank quickly stepped forward, scooping Sonny up in his arms. He peppered Sonny's face with kisses, rubbing their cheeks together in a playful show of affection. To anyone watching, it seemed like the two shared a close and loving bond.

In truth, Hank had been making an effort to be a better father lately.

After a few moments of father-son affection, Liberty approached, pushing Duncan in his wheelchair.

Hank's gaze lingered on Liberty. Her complexion was glowing, her features softened by a gentle smile that hinted at her happiness. There was no trace of the tension or resentment she once carried. She radiated contentment, and Hank couldn't help but notice. Last night had been her wedding night, and it showed.

"I'm sorry, Liberty," Hank said, his tone unusually apologetic. "I asked you to bring

the gate. Chelsea showed up,

replied, her tone calm. "It

packed with clothes and toys for his visit,

Liberty explained. "I'll come back in two days to pick him up. Just bring him to the gate then. In the meantime, make

been learning martial arts and was now stronger than before, Liberty still worried. The Brown family had a history of siding with Lucas, and she didn't want Sonny to go through the same unfair treatment

fine. He's my son-my only child. If

and Lucas used to fight, he'd always blamed Liberty for not teaching Sonny better, completely overlooking

Sonny's toys, and while Sonny

days had been a constant source of conflict between Liberty and Hank, with arguments breaking out every time Lucas bullied Sonny. Looking at Duncan,

the gesture with a

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