"But I don't want these things."

Unexpectedly, Yvette suddenly said such a sentence, and her soft voice sounded lonely. This was the first time Lauren felt that no matter how much she gave Yvette, nothing was able to replace the missing love of a father. Her heart was throbbing in pain! "Mommy, I don't want a big house, new clothes, and new toys. I want you and Daddy to play with me like Tommy's daddy and mommy."

Yvette's long eyelashes fluttered as she said pitifully.

"Mommy, are you lying to me? I don't have a daddy, right? I understand. You adults are the same. You teach children not to lie, but you lie to them! Valentina said that her mommy used to love her very much and buy her many toys and new clothes. But whenever she asked about her daddy, her mommy would get angry and she would stop caring about her. She even said her daddy doesn't want them anymore. Valentina's mommy even told her that her existence is a waste of money, and she even hits her now. She hits her even though she didn't ask about her daddy!"

Crouching, Yvettes's eyes showed a hint of timidity and fear. Knowing that the child might have been unintentionally affected, Lauren was angry and distressed. Originally, she let the child go out more often so that she could get more contact with outsiders. Well, there were pros and cons to this.

Afraid of scaring the child, Lauren smiled and picked Yvette up. She touched her little face and kissed her.

"You are different from Valentina. You are Mommy's sweetheart. I love you so much, and I would never hit you! Daddy also loves you very much, and Daddy didn't abandon us. But... Daddy is doing something very important now so he's far away from us. He can't call you, nor he can come back to see you. When Daddy's work is finished, you will be all grown up. Then, I'll take you to find Daddy, okay?"

Yvette nodded again and again, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Okay! Then Mommy, shall we see Bree first? Then you can feed me all kinds of delicious food so I can grow up faster..."

Seeing Yvette climbing out of bed and grabbing her small bag, the sadness moments ago seemed to be just an imagination. Lauren couldn't help curling up the corners of her mouth.

"All right!"

She really was just a child, forgetting everything just after a short while! Looking at the tissue in her hand and her angelic daughter, Lauren's heart was about to melt.

Because of the sweater incident, Willy did not look for Lauren for a whole week. He was in an extremely depressed state.

was still in turmoil. With just a snap of his fingers, someone brought over another glass of whiskey. Suddenly, a slender finger with

and glared at

was so frightened that she almost fell off the

problem? You're not being a gentleman

don't you show

be in the direction of Frederick. As soon as the woman reached out, she was driven away by him

let out a laugh. What

from Lexx that you've been in a bad

"That big mouth!"

and patted him on the

bumped into each other and we happened to talk about you. He was also concerned about you! Your mood is affecting your work. It's been at least a few days already and

tricky situation, huh?" a

the sweater Lauren gave me! And I almost

look at Willy, and he was obviously shocked although he did hear about the matter from someone else. He swirled his glass

are depressed because Lauren's sweater is destroyed or

he said confused Willy. He had never thought about this problem. He just felt very sad! Frederick

continued.

face, so perhaps you yourself don't even know who you love. Willy, would you love a

not move on from Lauren because of his sense of responsibility toward Lauren. Maybe he was guilty over the hurt he had caused Lauren that he felt empathetic for

I can't be

suspected, I still think you should cherish the person that's with you now. Don't let her become the next 'Lauren'! God will not give you another chance, and He will not treat you sowell forever! I have gone through it too. I have also gotten a divorce, and I

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