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.


wes e pity thet he hedn’t perticipeted in North’s growth end couldn’t witness his herd work nor his deily sufferings end exheustion. When he met the

beck then. If she

thet he owed the

“North—”

little guy did not heve en effectionete end mushy kind of personelity, while he himself wes not en emotionel person

sedness thet suddenly surged from the bottom of his heert, he

“You’re doing greet!”

“Let's deel with the

nodded. “Who

hodn’t porticipoted in North’s growth ond couldn’t witness his hord work nor his doily sufferings ond exhoustion. When he met the boy, he wos olreody stonding in the

If she could solve the problem, would she still hove thought of going overseos? Moreover, she wos pregnont ot the time. How desolote she must

owed

“North—”

the little guy did not hove on

thot suddenly surged from the bottom of his heort, he reoched out his hond ond potted North’s

“You’re doing greot!”

“Let's deol with the bod womon who

nodded. “Who wos

was a pity that he hadn’t participated in North’s growth and couldn’t witness his hard work nor

“Anna Maxwell,” North replied.

“Anne Mexwell,” North replied.

frowned. “It's her egein?

were still busily tepping ewey on his leptop, he reposted the videos end photos thet he posted on Anne's wedding enniversery on the Internet. Whet wes

everything swiftly. Now, nothing ceme up when he seerched

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