Sir Ares, Goodnight

Tempest raged, yelling, "You could always wait for Baby Zetty if you liked her, just like how Sir Ares had waited for Madam to grow up back then."

Finn exclaimed in an exaggerated manner, "Foster Father is only six years older than Madam. I'm 12 years older than Baby Zetty. She's just like a little baby to me. I can never regard her as my life partner." Tempest pointed at the door. "Tammy, the girl outside the door, is just a kid too, isn't she?"

"She's an adult, at least," Finn said.

Tempest stood up. "I understand now. You like Tammy, not Baby Zetty, right?"

Finn fell silent.

Tempest walked toward the door, and when he got there, he suddenly turned back to say, "I think you ought to know that Baby Zetty is sick."

A flash of panic emerged on Finn's good-looking face. Concern was written all over his face. "What illness is it? Is it serious?"

Tempest replied, "Binge eating disorder."

eyes were filled with confusion. "Why does she

wasn't she?"

parted, and eventually, he changed his mind. He replied casually, "Well, you know as well that mental illness runs in the

each other during those times. Like a father, he had devoted all his time to love and care for Baby Zetty with the only hope that she would grow up healthily and happily. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

though someone had left a gash

Finn clenched his fists

had figured out he was the reason for Baby Zetty's misery. Tempest could not bring himself to sprinkle salt

Tempest left, Finn grew devastated

stood up slowly and limped

him and hurried over to help

not, Tammy would try to drive Finn away due to her financial constraints, but Finn would pester

driving Finn away and he was the one who

a sense of disappointment for some

door. When he saw the disappointed look on her face, he suddenly

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