Chapter: 932

“Where did you meet this handsome man?” Ariana asked curiously.

Melon pointed in Holden’s direction with his small hand and said with a sigh, “He looks so much like Dad and he is also handsome. I almost thought he was my dad.”

Ariana was stunned by the little boy’s words and she looked in the direction he was pointing. She was shocked to see that it was the man with whom she had danced earlier.

Ariana’s lips curved gently, a helpless smile forming in response to Melon’s words, which she regarded as mere innocent chatter. She chose not to take them to heart.

Setting aside the remote chance of Theodore’s miraculous resurrection, she held a firm conviction that the man who had just danced with her couldn’t be him,

seeing her would have been anything but indifferent if he were alive.

words, instead opting to tenderly stroke his head, her

he had hardly known, It must be

her embrace, she tasted the

silent longing for his father, rarely allowing it to

— a time when he’d seen a picture of Theodore on her phone and curiosity had

for such a tender soul,

swam in Melon’s eyes whenever other fathers

assuring him, “As time

nod bore the imprint of his devotion, his voice a steadfast

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