The tears in Shirley's eyes instantly disappeared and her eyes turned dark. This was not the outcome she had anticipated.

Of course, it wasn't. She had taken such a big step in finding the person that he had missed the most. But why was he still not satisfied?

She just wanted her husband, the person she loved, to live on. Was this too much to ask for?

No one could give her the answer she longed for, much like how no one could talk her into turning back.

Looking at Shirley's complexion, I assumed she hadn't been eating well. It must be difficult getting the mother and son to head to the nearest restaurant for a meal.

Hence, Hendrix ordered a few takeaways that would soon arrive.

Shirley could barely cheer herself up. Nonetheless, she still instructed her son to eat. "Eat up."

After saying so, she picked up her fork, and just like a mime, she remained motionless.

Sighing helplessly, I took up the bowl in front of me and scooped some soup into it as I said, "Everyone needs food to stay strong. If you break down now, who's going to take care of Irvin?"

front of the child, and took his empty bowl, wanting to scoop some soup for him too. "Be a good boy and eat, alright? Once you

his parents. Hence, after listening to my words and taking a glance at Shirley, he obediently

his bowl over, filled

eyes, I saw Irvin's son eating. Hence, I couldn't help but glance over and ask,

me, and his eyes resembled Irvin's. However, his gaze was purer than Irvin's, hinting at youth, and was a lot brighter than

it silently and the corner of my lips curled up subconsciously. "It's a good name. Simple and warm like the sun. You have to be

firm and resilient like a soldier's. However, he just looked adorable with his cheeks puffed and

her child up well. He was willing to accept the help and kindness

my gaze just in time to see Shirley let out

you give up as well, then

hearing her say so. After so many things that had happened, Shirley and I were the only people

reminded me that no matter what,

there would be no time to think about gratitude and grudges. One would only wish to hold onto someone

his hand on the back of,ine, hoping that the

waited

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