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,

unwavering loyalty remained unshaken. His reaction to seeing her would have been anything but indifferent if he were alive. This, she believed with every fiber

opting to tenderly stroke his

for the father he had hardly known, It must be the reason he had mistakenly identified another man as

embrace, she

silent longing for his father, rarely allowing it to

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

truth too cruel for such a tender soul, Ariana

the ache that swam in Melon’s eyes whenever other fathers materialized before them, a poignant yearning that tugged

the bitterness within, assuring him,

nod bore the imprint of his devotion,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255