Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 898

Keith lay sprawled on the rooftop, arms wide open as he gazed up at the sky, letting the rain wash over him. His tears had long since blurred his vision, mixing with the rain that slid down his cheeks.

He wasn't sure if it was exhaustion from crying or the weariness of his heart, but suddenly, he yearned for rest. Slowly, he closed his eyes, and in that moment of darkness, he questioned the heavens,

"God, are you satisfied seeing me in so much pain?!"

"God, what did I do in my past life to deserve this agony?!"

Time passed indistinctly until Keith's phone began to ring.

It rang incessantly, but Keith ignored it.

Only when the unique ringtone of his darling child echoed did he slowly open his eyes and took a deep breath before sitting up.

Brushing the rain from his face, he pulled out his phone and answered, "Hello?"

His voice was hoarse, trembling, like a child who had been wronged receiving a call from their parents.

In a sweet, childlike voice, his baby asked,

big, big rain. Did you remember to

chilled heart, perhaps the only person in this world who still

had loved him,

didn't know whether to feel sad or fortunate that there was still

tenderly to this love, his voice almost a

the doctor will have to give Daddy a shot and

again, "Okay,

up and obediently walked

not

to be

to his child, to cherish this last bit

sweet, childlike voice, his baby

you. Tamsin made lots

baby will wait at home for Daddy, kiss kiss." The little girl blew Keith a

his phone, wiped away his tears, and sat alone

his expression shifted from pain to guilt, and

chased by wild beasts, witnessing a stranger

his father's despair, his mother's pain, was just a twisted way to