Beborrects the Keith Within

Chapter 446 Ominous

At this rate, I’m going to raise a hunk for the woman I like. The mere thought of that filled him with so much rage, he wanted to crush the boy.

I just set myself up for a rockier path to romance.

That kid might be scrawny, but he’s not bad looking, clean, knows how to make the ladies happy, and he’s straightforward.

Though she knew what he was thinking, Isabelle asked, “What do you mean he’ll be raring to go?”

He’s jealous of that little boy? Wow, he’s petty.

The jealous George said, “You’re smart. You know what I’m trying to say.”

Isabelle mentioned, “He said he wanted to bring you a chocolate cake when he went out to play this afternoon.”

George replied, “I have no craving for his cake. And are you sure he’s not bringing two for you?”

Isabelle remarked, “That little rascal lacks affection. If you agree, he should be eager to call you dad.”

George smiled, his words carrying a subtle suggestion, “If you’re willing to make up for his lack of maternal love, I can accept it.”

Considering Isabelle’s youth, he couldn’t simply ask her to be a mother to the child. It would be inappropriate.

George added, “We can easily arrange where he goes next.”

Isabelle stayed quiet, but subtly revealed a small knife under the blanket by extending her hand slightly.

Seeing the glint of the knife, George fell silent, mesmerized by Isabelle’s fair face, and thought to himself, She’s so cute.

he said, “I have a

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him.

see it my way, but… His lips brushed Isabelle’s cheek in a

harbored the awareness that intimacy would evade them

familiar paramour became the catalyst for a tumult of emotions, stirring his heart and compelling him to seek solace, even at the

“You’re not one

him. “Not at all.” His gaze met hers, a calm confidence radiating from his demeanor as he awaited her verdict, a subtle smile playing at the corners of his lips,

feigning disinterest as her attention drifted to the shattered window, her voice trailing off.

as he spoke, his

in without hesitation.

injury. As long as she avoided aggravating the wound, she could manage some

helping hand, assisting her as she slipped into

the room into darkness, and set out

ahead, ensuring

the cloak of darkness, two figures traversed

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softly against the

their humble abode, another

before them as George guided them toward the market. Yet, as they neared the

settled between them, palpable in

glance

locked in the darkness, a silent exchange conveying

loomed a sprawling

by the youngsters with the missing boy often spending his days amidst the

from a distance, the pungent odor assaulted their

a dilapidated structure, its walls collapsed

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