Chapter 539

Tarquin was taking a drag on his cigarette when he spotted Elysia approaching. Instinctively, he thought about stubbing it out. He knew Elysia hated the smell of smoke.

"Just smoke if it helps you relax," Elysia said. "I don't mind."

Tarquin glanced at her and crushed the cigarette under his shoe anyway.

"Alright, there's a point for Dad," the kids chimed in unison.

in a bad mood?" Tarquin

don't need to be told, it's written all over your face,"

a smoke, that's

Quitting just like that when the craving

it, though. His gesture of

large tree, hands in his pockets, while Elysia stood opposite him, arms behind her back, leaning against a smaller

idea where my real parents are, who they are, or even if they're alive. Ever since I can remember, my adoptive parents barely tolerated me. Scolding and physical punishment were the norm. I never knew what it was like to feel parental love. That's why I threw myself into my studies, hoping to change my fate... Unfortunately, life had other plans. I was forced to drop out of college and get married, only to be kicked out by a

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