Chapter 667: Wedding in Progress

The child in front of him was Selah's daughter? He didn't have time to take a good look at her earlier, but now, as he carefully looks at her, he saw a resemblance between her and Selah. "No wonder... She's having that necklace."

It's the one he gave Selah.

The man's eyes filled with a mix of shock and desolation, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

Cheyenne scratched the back of her head, suddenly at a loss for words.

"Sir, do you know my mother?"

The wild man choked up, taking quite a few seconds before finally speaking with a lingering tone, "She's my old acquaintance. Where is she now? How is she doing?"

Upon hearing this, Cheyenne lowered her head, biting her lip lightly as she answered his question.

"She's been dead for a long time."

"I've never seen what she looks like since I was born."

The moving car suddenly came to a halt, the huge inertia causing a heart-wrenching sound as the wheels and the ground scraped against each other.

Looking closely, there was still a deep black mark on the ground.

The wild man, worked up, grabbed Cheyenne's hand with a grim face, his dark voice filled with uncontrollable emotions.

"What did you say? She... she's dead? When?"

be a bruise on her arm. "Why

"How about your father!"

Father?

George made Cheyenne's

father is unnecessary,

already cut off

it came to "father" surprised the man, and the anger emanating from him suddenly

place was concern for Cheyenne and a sense of injustice for

not good to you and your

they were

had an affair outside. And for me, growing up, I never once received a word of praise or

had treasured in the palm of his hand

all his heart, absolutely not like that man, unappreciative of

he had known that after letting Selah leave him, she would experience all of this, he would never have chosen to let go of her hand even if it meant

and suffocating, two people who had never met, yet because of Selah, shared the

their way of expressing emotions was the same-keeping their heads

they arrived at Wind

find that the rugged man

and kindly inquired, "Aren't

revved the engine,

have something to take care of,"

route he had arranged for her and gone to find Abel with the

quickly turned into a small black dot, gradually disappearing from

hint of deep thought and complex

forest

the appearance of midsummer, with endless green grassland contrasting with

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