Chapter 162

The moment the topic of children came up, Peterson instantly regretted it. But the words were out of his mouth and he was clueless how to deal with it, so he just looked at Seraphina silently.

Seraphina’s face was calm. After a while, she let out a gentle laugh. “Before you said those words, I thought you didn’t give a damn”

Back then, Peterson was head over heels for her, pursuing her like a man possessed Seraphina, on the other hand, couldn’t care less about him, going out of her way to avoid him. Just when Peterson was on the verge of giving up, he stumbled upon Betty

After finding out about Betty, Peterson went MIA for a couple of days. When he showed up again, he pursued Seraphina even harder than before.

She was in her early twenties then, juggling her studies while taking care of Betty. Life was tough but Peterson came along.

He truly cherished Betty, being very patient and attentive, always finding ways to make her happy.

Betty was fond of him, but Peterson was only present in her short life for six months.

Half a year later, Betty passed away. Peterson then shifted all his attention to Seraphina, spoiling her as he did Betty.

So Seraphina thought, he really didn’t care.

But his nonchalant façade couldn’t hide his genuine concern for her.

“Sera, I… Peterson wanted to explain, but he was at a loss for words.

in your eyes, while courting me, children are tools for you to use, and when you’re angry, children are your weapons against me, Seraphina said, looking at

voice hoarse, “You know I genuinely loved Betty!”

shook off his hand, her

at her, took a long pause before finally saying. “Sera, I’m sorry.”

she got up and was about

and moved in front of her, wrapping her tightly in his arms from

you know how much I care about you…” Peterson’s head buried in the crook of her neck, his voice low and husky, “Can you give me some time? Once I sort my family issues,

if you had told me all this before you started with Ms. Whitman, I might have said yes. But now, do you really think it’s

when Leandro got back to the apartment, Seraphina was on the living room floor helping Valerio

looked up at him and said with a smile, “Mr. Reynolds, you’re back early today”

couch, his gaze resting on Seraphina’s calm profile for a long

“Mr. Reynolds, this is your

The project was a DIY storage cabinet with drawers, a task seemingly beyond both

progressed with ease, and

looking up at Valerio when it was finished, “Done.”

rare genuine smile, circling the cabinet

Seraphina reached out to pinch his

looked at Seraphina again

his gaze, “Mr. Reynolds, do you have something

emotions or devoid of any, Seraphina couldn’t tell. She just had a

pressing further, she patted Valerio’s butt, “Alright, time for bath

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