My Aloof Husband, Mr. Drexler, Dotes Me Excessively-Chapter 268: Let Go of His Hand...

Noah Drexler glanced at Yancy Shaw, then coldly spoke.

"A verbal apology is meaningless."

In his view, a verbal apology was just like a verbal promise, entirely useless.

"Of course, I’ve brought a small gift, hoping you might forgive him." Yancy Shaw smiled, clearly well-prepared.

As Yancy finished speaking, the anger on Noah Drexler’s face still hadn’t subsided. Just as he was about to continue demanding accountability, Yancy’s voice rang out again.

"Regarding the matter you’ve been investigating recently, I can provide you with some useful leads."

Once Yancy finished speaking, Noah Drexler’s expression finally changed.

He furrowed his brows, his cold eyes calculating as he scrutinized the other, trying to see through him.

"If it’s not enough, as his father, I’m willing to take the punishment for my son." At this moment, Yancy Shaw suddenly unbuttoned his suit, taking it off to reveal only the shirt underneath.

Yancy’s words made Summer Shawcross pause, his expression turning a bit startled. Did he mean he was willing to take a beating for his son?

Such a father, from any angle, didn’t seem like the unloving dad his son described...

Noah Drexler stared at Yancy Shaw for a moment, the handsome expression on his face becoming complex and deep.

A few seconds later, he suddenly threw down the stick in his hand, unexpectedly pressed his lips together, and said,

"You can take him away."

Hearing this, Yancy Shaw’s face broke into a smile. The bodyguard picked up the suit from the ground and handed it to Yancy Shaw.

Yancy took the suit, and the little boy beside Summer Shawcross, seeing this, released her hand, happily walked towards Yancy Shaw.

"Daddy!"

However, Yancy Shaw didn’t even glance at him. He just walked to Noah Drexler’s side, lowered his head, and whispered a name softly in his ear.

Once Noah Drexler understood the name being whispered, the look on his handsome face changed, instantly turning icy.

Meanwhile, Yancy Shaw had already turned to leave.

"Nathaniel, let’s go."

Upon hearing his voice, Nathaniel Shaw’s face, previously full of grievance, once again broke into a smile. He quickly followed, reaching out to hold his father’s hand.

But... Yancy Shaw shook off his hand and walked away with large strides.

Nathaniel stopped, and Summer Shawcross was also stunned by the scene...

The little boy stood there dazed for two seconds before he turned his head and softly said to Summer Shawcross,

"Pretty sister, goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, his lonely figure slowly trailing after the man ahead.

"..." Watching Nathaniel’s departing figure, a strange feeling suddenly surged in Summer Shawcross’s heart.

His father was very strange, especially in the way he treated his own child, which was particularly odd.

When he appeared and offered to take the punishment for his son, Summer thought he must be a good father.

However, since coming in, the man named Yancy Shaw hadn’t looked his own child in the eye even once, and even rejected the child’s attempts to approach him twice, going so far as to shake off his hand.

Summer Shawcross was stunned for a long time before finally coming back to her senses, looking at Noah Drexler.

His expression was very complicated, with his eyes exceptionally cold...

Seeing this, Summer Shawcross was shocked.