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8. Adorable Matchstick
PixieWho is the little girl? Is she the angel God sent to save Edmund from misery? Find out on the next chapter! Thanks for enjoying.
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Mr. President's Lost Wife 9. Mini Alice
The little girl widened her smile. "Do you mind? You don't need to worry, Sir. I'm still small. My body is as light as cotton candy. You won't get tired even if you carry me for an hour.” Edmund sighed. He knew she wouldn't stop pestering him until she got what she wanted. "Come here." “Hooray!” The little girl drew closer to Edmund. When she was in his arms, her mouth immediately opened wide. "Wow! This is much cooler than I imagined. Did you see that, Mr. Beard? The water comes together in the middle!” While the kid admired the view, Edmund secretly studied her face. The little girl turned out to have eyes as green as his. And for some reason, Edmund felt familiar seeing her. "Satisfied?" Edmund asked about half a minute later. The little girl laughed out loud. She clapped her hands, exclaiming in her adorable sweet voice. “This is truly a beautiful day! Chamarel Falls is really cool! I'm so lucky to see it.” A second later, her tiny hands wrapped around Edmund's neck. “Tha
Mr. President's Lost Wife 10. Still Alive
“Did you guys come here on holiday?” Edmund tried to break the tension on his head.While rubbing her hands with antiseptic, the little girl shook her head. “Papa came here to work. He is a wildlife photographer and journalist. There are many endemic and rare animals here. Papa came to study them.” "Then your mother?" “Mama works as Papa's assistant. That's why I came here too. They couldn't possibly leave me at home. Moreover, they often move from country to country and stay for quite a long time. We've been here three months. Can you imagine how sad I would be if I failed to see Chamarel Falls?” Edmund's head spontaneously moved forward. "Where is your house?" “We live in the Kalimantan forest, in a wildlife conservation area. Papa and Mama help the owner of the foundation between work." Edmund's eyes widened. “Kalimantan? Indonesia?" The little girl grabbed a hotdog while nodding. “Yes, we are foreigners. Our hair, skin, and eye colors are different from others. But I like th
Mr. President's Lost Wife 11. I'm Not Alice
Afraid of being scolded, Sky jumped down from the chair and hid behind Edmund. She peeked out with one eye.“Mama, please don't be angry. I had to run away. If I didn't do it, I wouldn't be able to see Chamarel Falls.” The woman who was very similar to Alice sighed heavily. Her face was frowning, full of regret and worry. “No, Honey. I'm not angry. I actually wants to apologize to you. Mama and Papa shouldn't reject your wishes. Now come here.” Rachel held out her arms, inviting Sky into a hug. However, the little girl shook her head, muttering, "But Papa will be angry and punish me." "No, he won't. Come on, Dear. Don't disturb this kind mister. You've bothered him a lot today." Again, Sky shook his head. "Promise me that you will persuade Papa not to punish me." "I promise. Papa won't scold you. He also feels guilty for refusing your request. You know? I shouldn't be selfish. I shouldn't mind accompanying you to see the waterfall. You want to forgive me, right?" Sky was touche
Mr. President's Lost Wife 12. Hurt Again
As Lucas and Rachel fell silent, Edmund was secretly touched by Sky's attention. He felt guilty for failing to control his emotions. Sky fell and felt sad because of it. “Hey, you don't need to cry. I'm fine. A blow like that means nothing to me. Now, what about you? You fell earlier. Are you hurt?” While Sky checked her elbow, Rachel was stunned. For some reason, she felt that Edmund's concern for Sky was truly sincere. "Oh, I'm hurt again," Sky muttered before letting go of Ed and checking another elbow. “This one too.” Ignoring the hand that was still gripping his collar, Edmund straightened up in his sitting position. Carefully, he rolled up the sleeves of Sky's hoodie until he found the wound. "Does it hurt?" he asked quietly. Sky shook her head. “Not really, it just stings a little. I carry plaster and red medicine in my bag. I can treat it after this.” “Want me to help?” Suddenly, Lucas jerked Edmund by the collar. He couldn't accept seeing Sky being close to another ma
Mr. President's Lost Wife 13. Special Invitation
Edmund carried out a deeper search. His finger kept to slide across the screen. He only stopped when he found out Lucas and Rachel's wedding date. "They were married before Alice went missing?" Edmund glanced at Lucas suspiciously. He watched his movements for a moment. When his curiosity peaked, he rushed back to the hotel. He had a lot of things to take care of immediately—investigating Lucas, finding their address, and making plans. He also had to tell Scott that he would be taking a longer leave. Until the truth was revealed and Alice returned to him with their baby, he wouldn't stop fighting.*** Upon arriving at the hotel, Sky kept glancing left and right. She hoped that Edmund would appear and greet her. There were many things she wanted to tell about her journey earlier. Unfortunately, until she entered the room, Edmund was completely invisible. “Honey, why do you look gloomy? Are you unhappy with our trip today?” Rachel asked as she brushed her daughter's hair. Sky blin
Mr. President's Lost Wife 14. First Dinner with Daughter
Rachel was speechless. She couldn't forbid Sky and make her sad again. After inviting Edmund in, she accompanied her daughter to take a shower. While waiting, Edmund looked around. There wasn't much he could observe. There was only Sky's and Rachel's backpack on the table. Feeling that the situation was safe, Edmund took out a plastic wrap. Swiftly, he put in a strand of hair that he had secretly taken while helping Sky take off the hoodie. “Once the result is out, they won't be able to escape anymore. Rachel is Alice and Sky is my daughter," he thought before putting the evidence in his trouser pocket. "Mister Edmund!" Sky suddenly appeared again. Her smile was so wide. She looked very small with her body wrapped in a towel. “Please be patient . I'll get dressed quickly." “Sky!” Rachel's voice echoed from the room. Giggling, Sky came back in. Edmund unconsciously smiled at her behavior. He could imagine how happy he would be if her cheerfulness filled his life. However, reali
Mr. President's Lost Wife 15. A Jealous Father
“Then feed me first.” Sky handed her fork to Edmund. The man greeted her idea with a bright smile. "Be careful. Just bite the meat.” However, Sky devoured the steak pieces quickly. While chewing, she frowned. “It tastes the same. You tricked me." "Or ... could it be that you don't love me?" Edmund raised an eyebrow. His tone was quite provoking. “You're my friend. How could I not love you? Moreover, you have been nice to me." Edmund never knew that he could feel sad and happy at the same time. "Is it true? Well then, try again. Eat with your eyes closed. Chew well.” Sky accepted the steak without suspicion. She didn't know that Edmund was on a mission of penance. The man felt guilty that he could only now feed his daughter. "How? Is it more delicious?” "Nothing changes! Ah, I got fooled again!” Edmund laughed heartily. While cutting his own steak, he waited for the right time to ask. "Sky, what do you think would happen if you were my daughter?" Sky stared at Edmund without
Mr. President's Lost Wife 16. Longing
"What do you need here?" Edmund asked coldly.Instead of answering, Lucas barged in. He intended to interrogate and intimidate Edmund inside. But when he sat on the sofa, his gaze fell on the long strands of hair wrapped in transparent plastic. Noticing the direction of Lucas' eyes, Edmund's body stiffened. He quickly hung up the phone and walked towards the table. Unfortunately, before he could reach the sample hair, Lucas grabbed it first. "What's this? You secretly took my daughter's hair? What's your purpose, hmm? You really intend to take my wife and child away!" Lucas shouted with wide eyes. Edmund's jaw was throbbing. He had actually been fed up with Lucas since their first meeting. Now, after that loud bluff, his hatred multiplied and was no longer unbearable. "How dare you call Sky your daughter?" Lucas flinched at Edmund's cold tone. "What do you mean? Isn't it clear that she's my child?” His voice dropped drastically. Edmund looked down with a snort. “I don't think we
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