Chapter 4

The atmosphere in the house was so tense that it could be cut with a knife. I kept my gaze pinned on Matthew, but he refused to make eye contact with me. He just stood among the rest. Although he felt unbearably guilty, he didn't dare admit who he really was.

The clock chimed, signalling that it was midnight.

Lyanna rubbed the tears from her eyes. She smiled at Matthew and said, "It's okay. Everything's okay. Thank you, Uncle Michael.

"The cake may be ruined, but I can still make a wish. I wish for Uncle Michael to be able to live the life that he wants from now on. I wish for Uncle Michael to be happy every day, and I also wish for Mommy to be happy every day."

I lowered my head, unable to believe what I was hearing. Even though Matthew had faked his death, Lyanna had recognized that he was her actual father, which was why she continued to call him "Daddy". But for the first time since his "death", she changed the way she addressed him.

"Lyanna…"

Surprise was written all over Matthew's face as he stared at her as if he wanted to discern some sort of truth from her eyes.

He had daydreamed many times about an alternate future in which he had married Felicia instead of me. In that timeline, he had nothing to do with me, so Lyanna did not exist. He had thought it was a wonderful future.

He never expected to grow panicked when hearing his biological daughter call him "uncle".

Lyanna shifted her gaze away from him. She took my hand and murmured, "Mommy, let's go."

I pushed aside the pain in my heart and patted her head. "Okay," I replied.

Matthew grabbed my hand suddenly. "Where are the two of you going?"

I yanked my hand out of his grip and said disinterestedly, "We're going back to our room to rest."

He sighed in relief upon hearing my answer. "You're right. It's getting late, so Lyanna and you should get some rest. I admit that I made some mistakes today, but I'll make it up to Lyanna tomorrow by buying her a huge cake."

"Darling, why do you have to make it up to her?" Felicia asked suddenly. "You didn't wrong them in any way!"

Matthew snapped out of the strange mindset he was in after hearing Felicia's voice. He hastily explained, "It's because… I did promise Lyanna…"

I had nothing more to say to him, so I picked up Lyanna and left the living room. I placed a call, making arrangements for someone to pick us up tomorrow morning. I abandoned sleep that night in favor of packing up all our belongings into our luggage bags.

The next morning, I bid farewell to Mitch and Kelsey.

"Mitch and Kelsey, I think both of you made a good point with your earlier suggestion. Lyanna needs a father to accompany her as she grows up, so I've made the decision to remarry and start a new life for both of us."

Kelsey was enraged by my words. "Have you gone mad? My son has just passed away, and yet you're already planning to take my granddaughter away and marry another man?"

I met her gaze calmly. "Kelsey, Matthew has chosen to continue his life with another identity. He abandoned Lyanna and me to watch over the person he wants to protect. I think that gives us the right to choose how we want to live our lives as well.

"I won't invite you to my wedding when I remarry. In fact, he's on his way to pick us up now. I hope we never see each other again."

Mitch and Kelsey, who always carried themselves with an intimidating air, were rendered speechless by my declaration.

Meanwhile, the person I had called the night before to pick Lyanna and me up had arrived at the house bright and early in the morning. As he drove the car away from the house, we coincidentally passed Matthew, who had just returned after purchasing a cake.

When Matthew entered the house, he realized that Lyanna and I were missing. "Mom, where did Luna and Lyanna go?" he asked.

Kelsey sighed deeply. "Luna is taking Lyanna with her to marry someone else."