The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 134

They criticized him for being a home wrecker, burning him with pure hatred. A sharp tingle rushed across my body as I dreaded Bright’s reaction.

“Gosh! He must be regretting meeting me!”

Bright adjusted Jane’s tiny fingers around the paintbrush, his voice gentle yet firm.

“Hold it like this, princess. Steady hands make the best strokes.”

Jane’s face scrunched up in concentration as she tried again. When she finally got it right, she clapped her hands, leaving a smudgy rainbow print on Bright’s sleeve.

Instead of scolding her, Bright grinned like a fool. “Look at that! My shirt is now officially a masterpiece!”

Jane giggled, her laughter filling the room with warmth. “You’re the best, Daddy!”

I leaned against the doorframe, my chest tightening at the sight.

“We are a great team, my princess. Your teacher will like your painting.

Jane wiped her face, and more color was smeared on her cheek, she giggled happily.

“You helped me a lot, daddy. I couldn’t do it without you.”

“Usually, mommy helps me

you too, my princess!”

trance by waving his

princess’s drawing.

glowed my face with contentment as I sat with Bright and saw the painting. Jane had

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our dream house This is where

inspired home was the much–needed distraction for me, I could picture myself with Bright in this house. I rested my head on his shoulder as my little girl left to wash her hands,

sorry that you have to go through

tensed him; he groaned

instead of resting. Laura, don’t be careless,

health is important.”

seemed unbothered by the public lash out, giving me a lecture about my

netizens bashed you just because of our relationship? You can have

but a life–long commitment. I have

the storm of powerful opposition, Bright was my anchor, he comforted me

her son’s wellbeing over anything else.

and start a new day with a clean slate.

and went to the office in the morning. As expected,

on my work, looking forward to Bright’s match. His love was enough

of my son’s cute face. He didn’t spend much time with me, but he wasn’t different from Jane More precisely, I loved him more

past.