Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Morris had been avoiding Nathalie on purpose. Only after she left did he head downstairs to eat.

Lincoln was unusually attentive this time around, fussing over Morris with water, breakfast pastries, and warm conversation. "Nathan, these breakfast scones were made by Nathalie herself. Give them a try, won't you?"

Morris picked up a scone with an air of elegance, took a bite, and his eyebrows knitted together slightly.

It was overly salty.

Yet, he kept a straight face and took a sip of the chamomile tea next to him.

Eager to please, Lincoln asked, "Nathan, how do you find my daughter's cooking?"

Morris replied, "It's alright."

Lincoln beamed, "You see, my daughter is both smart and kind-hearted. She's even willing to cook for you. Isn't that rare these days?"

Morris nodded, "Indeed, it is."

Lincoln seized the moment, "Nathan, I want to formally apologize for any past misunderstandings. I might not have treated you well, and for that, I'm truly sorry."

Lincoln bowed deeply to Morris.

that he dropped his spoon into his bowl, completely

you getting at? Just say it straight," Morris said, clearly uneasy.

crossed his

"I really hope

be a bad influence on your daughter?" Morris

asked, "Would you

faded, and he broke into

taken a

"Uncle," he said cautiously,

legs? They're numb. I'll never stant

was the only one with insecurities.

Morris was stunned.

told me everything. You're the hero of this family. Without you I'd still be a shell of a man in the hospital,

reunited. Wow the

was wrong to call you a criminal.

you've done so much for this family. You're the true heart

hope

looked down at the

him behind