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The last time I checked, Timothy Blake had suddenly vanished without explanation. He just disappeared, for reasons unknown, or maybe I just hadn’t learned them yet. At one point, I even thought he might have been dead for a long time.“He’s their father. Retired, but our recent check shows he still has connections with his colleagues, especially the high-ranking ones,” Tim explained, and I furrowed my brow even more.“Retired army? How? I mean… why is he doing this? Does he know Mom? Dad’s retired army too,” I asked, full of questions and confusion.I tried to meet Tim’s gaze, but he was more focused on the papers in front of us. He went through them one by one, handing them to me after inspecting them carefully. He had clearly studied everything before speaking, just to make sure all the details were accurate. Tim had always been thorough, nothing had changed.“All I know is that Henry harbors a lot of anger toward your family, but I don’t know why. Maybe we need to do a deeper inves

“You left me when I needed you the most. You left me with no choice but to keep going on my own. Even if you were gone for just a few days, it felt like forever to me, because you didn’t even reply to a single text. You answered one call, yes, but I got nothing from you after that. So what exactly are we supposed to fix?” My voice trembled as I said it.Guilt washed over his face. His eyes began to redden as he looked at me, and he was only seconds away from breaking down. His jaw tightened before he let out a string of curses.“Son of a—” I heard him mutter before looking back at me.“Please, don’t do this. I’m sorry I left without saying anything. I was hurting, and while I was hurting and scared… my father died,” he said, his voice heavy with grief.I froze at his words. My entire body trembled at what he had just said. I didn’t know whether to believe him, to dismiss it, or to forgive him just so everything could end.But every time I remembered what he had done to me, and what I

I closed my eyes tightly, feeling the warmth of his gentle grip on my hand.“It’s… Edward Slater M. Blake,” I whispered almost to myself, trying to pull my hand away.When I looked at him, his smile widened, but I saw the pink in his eyes. Tears were threatening to fall, and I knew he was holding them back.“You used my name in his…,” I heard him murmuring.Heat rose to my cheeks, and I turned away from him.“You’re still his father, Ethan. That won’t change,” I said firmly, leaving the room.Once I was outside, I let out a series of shaky breaths. I hadn’t realized how tightly I had been holding my own breath, and my heart was racing.Those tears in his eyes… I knew they were the joy he felt. I could feel it when I finally told him my son’s full name. I hadn’t even thought about using my own name in the middle of it, because no matter how angry I still felt, I wanted him to remain a part of our son’s life.We had lunch together at his house. He had cooked so much that Slater was abso

Before I could answer his call, it ended. When I checked my phone, I saw a stream of text messages from him:Ethan: Are you busy? Why weren’t you answering your phone?Selina: Damn. Are you with him? I’m sorry. I just want to ask how our son, Slater. Please answer my call. I want to hear your voice. And also our son, of course. Damn it.Fine.After that, nothing. I didn’t know what to feel, laugh or get annoyed at him, especially at his last text. Seeing that irritated face of his was honestly kind of funny.I bit my lower lip and typed back a message. I probably wouldn’t answer his calls again, I knew I wouldn’t be able to speak properly.To Ethan: He’s sleeping, Ethan. If you want to see him, come here. And stop with your corny lines.I rolled my eyes after sending it and went to check on my son. He was still fast asleep, so I returned to the living room to finish my work. Just as I sat down, Yuan called again, I answered right away.“Yes, Yuan,” I said, unsure if I sounded

I caught the hesitation in his eyes, but he simply nodded again. The father and son exchanged a long, measuring look before Ethan left to fetch my child.“So, I haven’t formally introduced myself. You’re Selina, right? The daughter,” he said, as if nothing had happened, so calm and unapologetic.I studied him even more closely. There was something mischievous in his expression. I couldn’t trust a thing about him. Everything about him screamed false.“I’m Timothy, Ethan’s da—”“Of course I know you. You’re the one who ordered someone to kill my father,” I cut him off sharply.His lips twitched. I caught a brief, cruel chuckle before he turned back to me.“Your mother’s right—you really are clever. But here’s the thing… you have no idea what’s coming, what’s going to happen. You haven’t even seen half of it yet, hija,” he said, smugly.I furrowed my brow in irritation, feeling the heat rising at the corners of my eyes and my hands trembling while he stayed unnervingly calm.Not once did