Just after Zoey grabbed the marriage certificate, Nolan noticed from a distance.

"Hey, Teach."

He called out, his eyes landing on the certificate in her hands. Zoey felt a wave of embarrassment as if she had been caught red-handed, and quickly tucked the certificate away. "Yeah, what's up?"

"You, wanna see?"

In front of the kid, she of course couldn't admit it, quickly shaking her head.

"No, haha, I just bumped into it, didn't I?"

She vaguely remembered hearing from the staff that Nolan had been without a mom since birth, guessing he wouldn't want to delve into that topic.

"Nolan, finished with your book? Want me to find you another?"

Before she could finish speaking, Nolan approached, his height not quite reaching the shelf with the two marriage certificates, so he dragged over a little stool. Stepping on it, he took out the certificate. "Look, it's okay."

Perhaps it was the earnestness in the kid's eyes that made Zoey feel her initial curiosity was downright shameful.

"No need, I don't want to look."

placed it away, and closed the cabinet. This was Fitch's room, and her snooping around was definitely

lifted Nolan up, "How about we switch to a

he suddenly felt down, probably because of the marriage certificate,

let's play a survival coop game. We have to hunt and farm, or we'll starve. I'll

their controllers. Half an hour into the game, Fitch came down

and even baking treats in the afternoon. He took great care of Nolan, who in turn

had misjudged him; he really was a good father. Just then, Fitch's phone

the garden to take the call,

Zoey was alive, and the Haskins family was

turned icy as he cracked a

all

other end. Everyone needed Fitch for financial support. Even if someone had started a business, Fitch remained the biggest partner. In the Haskins family, nobody

not much for conversation, had everyone trying

a lighter, Fitch's tone

too cushy, maybe I should cut

ones maybe it's time they

opportunities abroad, instead ne

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