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,

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

refrained from outright dismissing Melon’s words, instead opting to tenderly stroke his head, her affectionate gesture

had hardly known,

in her embrace, she tasted the bittersweet tang of

beyond his years, nurtured a silent longing for his

time — a time when he’d seen a picture of Theodore on her

a tender soul, Ariana chose to

could see the ache that swam in Melon’s eyes whenever other fathers materialized

within, assuring him, “As time stretches its

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