Chapter 8:.

Emily had returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner while Stella remained on the couch, thinking about what Emily had said.

“Ding, ding…”

Suddenly, the ringing of the phone brings her out of her thoughts. Without checking the caller ID, she answered. “Stella…”

A familiar but distant voice rang on the other end of the phone. It was her father, David Richard.

Stella tightened her grip on the phone.

She didn’t know how to feel; it had been nine years since she had last heard that voice. During her three years of marriage to RK, her father had never called or visited her.

Even after she had moved to France for six years, he had never reached out to inquire about her well-being. Had it not been for this unexpected call, she would almost have thought he had forgotten he had a daughter like her.

He had almost forgotten that he had another family besides his son. Yet today, out of the blue, he called her.

“I hear you’re back. Come out and let’s have dinner.” Stella’s emotions were a tangled mess. “Dad, I’m busy today. Let’s meet another day.”

“I just saw you go upstairs. I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

Stella didn’t know what to do.

In the Restaurant…

Stella accompanied David Richard to the restaurant. As to how he knew she was back and where she lived, no one knew.

Once there, David ordered a variety of food. But as they waited, the atmosphere around them was very quiet. Although they were father and daughter, they felt more like strangers.

After a while, David broke the silence. “Stella, I heard from your sister that she saw you at the company. I hadn’t thought you’d come back from France.”

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at the person in front of her cynically. How much did

at her father, whom she hadn’t seen for nine years, a smirk appeared on her lips. She lowered her

had a child with you. Who is that child?” asked David, his words so

hand froze on her

always protected Adrian, and not many people knew him in X City. She didn’t want anyone to know

could she tell them about her son? She didn’t

“Dad, I…”

“You haven’t asked me how I’ve been all these years, and yet

significant questions; she was sure they hid a danger for the future. That’s why

realized he had asked

right, how have you been? You

care?” thought Stella, eyes

your sister is going to

to France and you plan to stay here, so why

“Don’t you…”

my decision. You don’t have to worry

from her, and the last shred of hope and kinship in her heart vanished like the wind. She looked at her father – had David Richard met with her today to ask

father who had arranged her marriage to RK three years ago and had used her as a chess piece for his sister, and now? Did he want her to become

Stella of three years ago. In this second chance of her life, she was not

picked up her

time you wanted to see me because you still think I’m your daughter or because you still

you for clearing up that

me for profit. So… it’s better that in the future you don’t contact

added, “Please keep forgetting me because I’m going to do the same. From now on, you no longer have

of her again, he would try to

Outside the restaurant…

street. In the middle of the crowd, one man stood out like the moon among the stars. His presence was impossible

moonlight bathed him in a soft glow,

and

he was just a stranger. She didn’t want to show up

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