I held the teacup in my hand and sneaked a peep at him quietly. The eyes of the matured man sitting in front of me were full of gentleness. The moment they met with my gaze, I could feel his desire to pull me into his arms. However, the moment he wanted to reach out to me, he stopped.

 

Sorrow filled my heart at that sight, but I could not get myself to call him Dad. Although it was merely one word, I could not manage to muster my courage to say it out loud. I tried to open my mouth, but nothing came out.

 

“I’m so sorry,” I muttered under my breath.

“You don’t have to apologize. Come on, let’s eat.” Mark did not seem to mind my awkwardness and ordered the dishes.

he specially ordered a wine. Isabelle tugged his sleeve gently and persuaded, “Mark, don’t drink. It’s

is a special day! Three of us can finally reunite as

Isabelle got agitated, worrying that he might get more irritable than

right, Isabelle.” Mark put down his wine glass and held her within his arm. He brushed her nose with the tip of his finger lightly and looked at her dotingly. “I know what you’re thinking about. But, don’t

 

replied Isabelle hesitantly. Letting go of Mark’s hand, she forced out a smile. However, once she placed her trembling hands down on her lap, she felt immense pain. Her legs were full of traces of abuse. With wounds and bruises all over her

his remarks, I could see Mom’s expression turned ashen. Although she tried to maintain

unhappy? Is she unwilling to let me know that I’m Mark’s daughter? Or

 

Mark

Goldstein. But, I’m full.” I tried to

instant. I immediately

going to force you. After all, I’ve missed your childhood and growth.” After regaining his composure, he continued, “I remembered that you went to

Once I heard Mark asking about Christopher, I tensed up

a good, reliable man. Do bring him home when you guys are free. Both of you are not

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255