I was perplexed and asked, "Why do we need a wedding ceremony?" Didn't we already have one before?

He laughed and said, "Our previous wedding ceremony was nothing. Let's hold it a second time and give ourselves a perfect one. Plus, once you enter the Reid family registry, with how old-fashioned Charles is, he'd probably want to marry off his daughter in glory. We can fulfill his dreams of marrying off his daughter that he's had for half his life."

I laughed. "You and Mr. Reid hasn't seen each other more than a few times, and yet you know him so well. Who knows - maybe he just randomly chose me as his goddaughter."

He then put some grilled meat in my bowl and said, "The people in Jarold City all know that Charles keeps his word for life. He announced so openly that he wants you to be in the Reid family, so that means he's put in a lot of thought!"

However, I lowered my head and found it hard to swallow the food in my mouth.

Perhaps Hendrix had noticed the change in my mood, because he took my hand and said,

"Do you want to eat anything else?"

food on the table so I shook my head and said, "Hendrix, do you think there are any parents in this world who don't want their children? Mr. Reid is just a person I've met a couple of times, yet he's willing to want me as his daughter, which

suppressed the bitterness in my eyes and felt uncomfortable. Over the past 20 years, I had always tried to convince myself

loved me genuinely despite us not being blood related, and that

others being with their parents and relatives, the more bitter the taste on my tongue and in my heart. Why was

me in his arms and comforted me by patting me on

from his embrace and sighed before giving him a faint smile. "Hendrix, you're terrible at comforting people." His smile was gentle, and there was a touch of warmth behind his eyes.

a few bites. In truth, I had lost my appetite. Hendrix was leaving on a business trip the next day when I had planned on going back to the

been constantly calling, telling and pleading for Hendrix and I to go to the Granger Mansion. Hendrix was unwilling, but Nerissa seemed almost desperate. Therefore, he had no

the Granger

nothing to do. Thus, I looked outside at the snow and breathed in the beautiful scenery. I decided that

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snow and turned to look back at my footprints.

a pity that Hendrix was busy. If he

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