She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 1278:

He didn’t want to see her suffer, and if protecting her meant giving up fatherhood, he had made peace with it.

“What if…” Jesse hesitated, then spoke slowly, carefully. “What if she weren’t afraid of the pain? Would you still let her have children?”

“That depends on her. If she truly wants it, then yes,” Noel answered without hesitation. “But don’t believe her when she says she’s not afraid. That woman wears bravery like a mask. She loves to act tough.”

Jesse was quiet, lost in thought. Now, more than ever, he was certain Noel had completely misunderstood Greta. If she was scared of pain, then fear itself must be fearless.

“I understand. Thanks for the talk,” Jesse said, his expression steady—even if his thoughts were far from calm.

Noel let out a quiet grunt in reply.

He told Jesse to make himself at home and to call if anything came up, then climbed the stairs to tackle some work.

behind it all, a weight seemed to lift from his

understood full well that adults never quite belonged in a

alone, he immediately asked,

carrying two glasses

“Upstairs,” Jesse replied dutifully.

a nonchalant

up one of Jesse’s books. When she saw it was written entirely in a foreign language, her brows

damn. The kid was

Greta,” Jesse began, clearly

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pages, she replied casually,

be all delicate and helpless in front of him?” Jesse wanted

basket of berries. “Once, he chased me down with a bunch of burly bodyguards. I couldn’t exactly run,

stared at her, utterly