Chapter 175

Conway was getting old, and it was about time he enjoyed the pleasures of family.

But when it came to Leandro’s generation, they were all still single, with only Valerio as a child, and he was a quiet one.

Now he suddenly found out that Seraphina had a child who died at three. Conway couldn’t help but feel heartbroken, repeating it over and over.

Leandro sat quietly, listening, not saying a word.

After sighing for a while, Conway finally spoke again, “All right, let’s not bring this up again, it’ll only hurt Sera.”

“Okay,” Leandro answered softly

“Off you go, Conway said, “Spend some time with Sera, don’t let her dwell on this.”

Leandro left Conway’s room. On his way back to his room, he unexpectedly heard Seraphina’s voice from Valerio’s bedroom.

The door was ajar Seraphina was reading a story to Valerio, and it sounded like Grimm’s Fairy Tales.

But in the middle of reading, Seraphina’s voice stopped. Then she said to Valerio, “What’s with the attitude? Don’t you like my storytelling? You ungrateful little squirt!

Leandro pushed the door open and saw Seraphina sitting on the bed with Valerio.

Valerio was sitting next to Seraphina, head down, looking upset.

Seraphina’s storytelling today was indeed a bit off, and Valerio’s mood seemed to have been affected.

He seemed to easily pick up on the emotions of the adults around him, even the

Leandro, she laughed and said to Valerio, “All right, your

was about to leave when Valerio firmly grabbed her

book from Seraphina’s hand, then held Valerio’s hand and told Seraphina, “Go back to your

answered cheerfully, patted Valerios head and left.

reluctant, could only watch as Seraphina left, then turned to look at

not in a good mood today. You read for a while,

a

on the bed, surfing

was planning on catching up on the news, but

Netizens pieced together their meeting, falling in love, separating

The fleeting life of the child was mostly met with regret.

handwritten letter turned the tide against this morning’s media frenzy. It’s the best PR

jacket, and threw it aside, only looking at her, “I told

words, didn’t respond but said. “The letter was beautifully written. If I had seen it seven years

respond, just quietly watching her, waiting for

brought back some memories.” She chuckled lightly, her gaze becoming somewhat blurred, “The Seraphina back then

settling back to calm, The Seraphina of the past no longer exists, and the Leandro of the past no longer exists… The past is the past, and we can’t go

were dull, void

his chest tightened, causing a faint pain with each breath.

past is the past, they can’t

But for the future, he didn’t.

can’t go back, let’s start over, Leandro said

him in slight surprise, then

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