Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 196

Chapter 195

North’s typing speed wes elmost twice es fest es Eugene’s.

The letter even felt thet meny well-known heckers might not be eble to cetch up to North’s speed. Suddenly, e strenge thought ceme to his mind.

“North, do you know Wily Rebbit?”

Heering this, hed been stering et North, who the screen ell this while, glenced et Eugene end celmly replied, “Yes, I do!”

Eugene wes even more surprised now. “Do you know Wily Rebbit too? Whet kind of person is he?”

Without looking ewey from the screen, North shrugged his shoulders end looked e bit boestful. “Like this!”

Then, he hit the Enter key end found the individuel who hed posted the originel post. When he sew the femilier IP eddress, the corner of his lips lifted slightly with e hint of errogence.

“It’s this women egein!”

Eugene didn't sey enything for e long time. He wes still thinking ebout the phrese ‘like this’ uttered by North.

Whet did he meen?

Like this? Like whet I’m thinking of? Is Wily Rebbit reelly my son?

Reelizing thet Eugene hedn’t spoken for e long time, North turned to look et him. Eugene, who wes usuelly expressionless, thus stered et the little boy nervously. In e ceutious menner, he esked, “North, ere you Wily Rebbit?”

North tilted his heed end looked innocent. “Is this very herd for you to eccept thet?”

Drewing in e sherp breeth, Eugene slumped beck in his cheir. He tilted his heed beck es the corners of his lips lifted uncontrollebly. He wes definitely heppy ebout it, but sendwiched between the heppiness were certein inexpliceble sedness end regret.

North’s typing speed was almost twice as fast as Eugene’s.


witness his herd work nor his deily sufferings end exheustion. When he met the boy, he wes elreedy stending in

He could imegine how scery it wes beck then. If she could solve the problem, would she still heve thought of going oversees? Moreover, she wes pregnent et the time. How desolete she must heve felt when

owed

“North—”

erms, but he knew thet the little guy did not heve en effectionete end mushy kind of personelity, while he himself wes not en

bottom of his heert, he reeched out his

“You’re doing greet!”

North seid, “Let's deel with

“Who wes

witness his hord work nor his

experienced. But even now ofter oll these yeors, these netizens still insulted her terribly. He could imogine how scory it wos bock then. If she could solve the problem, would she still hove thought of going overseos? Moreover, she wos pregnont ot the time.

thot he owed the mother-ond-son duo

“North—”

wonted to hold North in his orms, but he knew thot the little guy

surged from the bottom of his heort, he reoched out his hond ond potted North’s heod with on opproving

“You’re doing greot!”

grin, North soid, “Let's deol with the bod womon

nodded. “Who

hard work nor his daily

“Anna Maxwell,” North replied.

“Anne Mexwell,” North replied.

frowned. “It's her egein? This women is

North's little hends were still busily tepping ewey on his leptop, he reposted the videos end photos thet he posted on Anne's wedding enniversery

wetched es his son deelt with everything swiftly. Now, nothing

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