Charlotte's condition was not optimistic. At first, she was furious. Next, she was depressed. Then, her body was trembling all over, and her tears were streaming down uncontrollably. Everyone thought that it was anxiety and emotional obstruction. She also fell into self-doubt because she couldn't regulate her emotions.

It was a vicious cycle.

The more she doubted herself, the more difficult it would be for her to get her emotions under control. For a short period of time, she didn't even want to listen to anybody's advice. If she went on like this, there would only be two results. She would either die or live like a dead person.

It won't be easy for her to get through this on her own.

Avery had no choice but to let his subordinates manage the company. Then he traveled overnight to find Olive and started babysitting Sheryl and Olive so that Shane could have enough time to take care of Charlotte.

When he returned to the city again, he felt a little bit unfamiliar with it. He should have been familiar with it.

He brought the two children to the most famous beach in Brine. Far in the distance was the sea. His heart ached as he stared at the sea.

Irena's ashes were scattered in this sea, cold and bone-piercing.

"Is she cold?" Avery thought.

"Mister, can you help me take that?" A boy's cute voice sounded.

Avery snapped back to reality and looked toward the direction the boy was pointing at. It was a ball. He immediately picked it up and handed it to him. "Be careful. Don't lose it next time." "Okay. Thank you, mister." The little boy bowed deeply.

"Freddie, why are you running around like that on your own? Do you know that your father and I are very worried about you?"

This voice...

Avery was stunned for a few seconds before he shot up his head.

Half of the person's face was burned, appearing particularly terrifying. But the other half of it still looked pretty. However, due to a large number of scars, he couldn't really see her actual appearance. He stood up and said, "Hi. Who is this child to

you?"

The woman looked at him in hysteria and said, "I'm sorry, my son has caused you trouble. I'll go first."

He couldn't be wrong.

The face could be wrong.

The voice could be wrong.

would

the person he was missing a second earlier would appear in front of him all

not Irena."

my lover." Avery instantly let go of her hand. He smiled, but the light in his eyes was broken. "I

her head and

"Dad."

ran over to Avery and said, "Sheryl fell, and there's a lot of blood and sand on her wound. I'm

a long sigh and said, "Let's go. Dad will bring you

"Great!"

Olive walked

tell him that I'm your boss's son?" Freddie narrowed his eyes and

straight-A student now." Irena bent over and gently touched his forehead. "I promised your father

my dad's car

to those who were close to him, he didn't

to go to school, so he

had already achieved goals that twenty-year-olds

and introverted to the point where it

However.

him. She was still as gentle as ever. She gently stroked Freddie's hair and said, "Irena is already dead. I am now Freddie's mother, the disabled wife of Nathan, whom he had deeply loved for many years. If

did it

I don't, you'll continue to investigate and make us bump into each other,

forward on his own. "That's why, I said, women, are creatures who don't know what's good for them." "If you say that, a lot

"That's their business."

Very soon.

purposely took Irena to the rescue

fated encounter, he spotted Sheryl

was acting silly to cheer up the people beside her. She had lovely dimples and adorable double ponytails.

and said, "Mom,

Irena

snatch her from him," Freddie said as he walked

"Hey!"

Irena couldn't stop him.

and bowed like a gentleman. He

also did not expect to see Freddie again. He was stunned at first, and then he looked behind him. As predicted, he saw Irena standing there. He could feel his heart thumping

Freddie said casually. "My father used her as a shield to ward off women. Back then, she tried to

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