Rowan quietly watched the mother and daughter as his vision blurred. He fell in a daze, and the crate in his hands fell to the ground. The small Siamese cat meowed helplessly and began to claw at the crate door.

A strong arm held onto him then.

Startled, Rowan turned to meet Zephyr’s complicated gaze.

“You…”

Zephyr picked the crate up. “Mr. Irwin, are you not going in?”

Rowan’s eyes were still red. It took him a few deep breaths to calm his emotions down.

Zephyr sympathized with him for some reason. He had not thought it was a good idea when Cordelia was making arrangements for this, but he could not bear to interrupt her, seeing how excited she was.

He was afraid of something undesirable happening today when Rowan and Xyla met, so he had stayed there to keep an eye out.

When he saw the old geezer’s shocked and regretful look, he felt a mix of feelings.

The older man had said he was not getting

the day when his grandfather passed out, Rowan had gloated for one second before he rushed to Hamerton Manor

saved countless lives by

good man. However, only

were complex. One could not be labeled or determined as good or bad

and white,

a moment. His voice was tinged with a sob. “I won’t be going. Cordelia will like this cat… Pass it to her

isn’t Cordelia who likes this cat.” Zephyr looked

his heart drop. He lost his balance a

I’ll get someone to

brat,

smiled without saying

under his breath, “I should’ve guessed

“I only know the two women in there. The both of us are going

and comforted gaze in his eyes. Well, this son-in-law of his was growing easier on

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