“Mr. Irwin, you’ve presented halfway through. Do you want to go back and continue…”
“No need.” Rowan waved a hand.
He was out anyway and was free now. He might as well go take a look at the vet.
Charlie swiftly took him to a famous veterinary hospital nearby. Just as the car stopped at the entrance, he saw
Cordelia walking with a fat cat carefully.
Rowan wanted to follow her inside but paused and thought about it. He then asked Charlie to buy a Siamese cat at
the nearby pet shop. He had to have some pet to enter the veterinary hospital, or it would be too strange.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCharlie did as told. Rowan was well respected in Southeast Aciatic, and no one dared stop him, no matter where he
went. Now, though, he had to enter a veterinary hospital depending on a cat. Charlie found it kind of funny.
When Cordelia lined up to wait, holding Ginger, Rowan sat close to her quietly. He waited for a bit and slowly inched
closer to her when he saw that there was no one beside her.
He watched her discreetly.
His daughter was fair and pretty. Her small nose and cherry lips, especially, looked just like Xyla’s when she was
young.
Cordelia wore a cardigan, and it revealed her pretty collarbones as well.
The fat cat in her arms was well-behaved. It looked comfortable, with its eyes squinted as Cordelia petted its head.
Rowan felt his eyes grow wet. This was his first time seeing his daughter up close after arriving in Centrolis for so
long.
“Meow!”
Ginger suddenly shook its head. Cordelia jolted and saw that it seemed interested in the cat next to them. That cat
also stretched its paw, and both kitties probed at each other.
Cordelia chuckled and saw the cat’s owner.
Her voice was sweet. “Sir, they seem to have hit it off!”
Rowan was shocked and stared at her, unable to get a word out.
“Sir?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Mm…” Rowan answered with a quivering voice, “Hah, yeah, they hit it off quite well.”
Cordelia smiled politely and stopped talking, thinking that the man’s gaze was a little odd.
However, Rowan took the initiative to talk to her. “What’s the matter with your cat? Is it sick?”
“It’s been acting quite lethargic these two days and doesn’t have an appetite.”
“Oh…” Rowan tried his best to come up with a topic. “Taking care of pets is like taking care of children. You worry
about everything. Once they’re ill, we get sad too…”
“I know, right?” Cordelia smiled. “You like cats too?”