NovelEnglishChapter 466: When Connor asked about Kevin, Marissa's movements cto an abrupt stop, as if titself had halted. The nKevin had always been buried deep in her heart, a tightly kept secret she rarely ever shared with anyone. But Connor somehow knew about it, and Marissa could guess why—she must have called out Kevin's nin her sleep.
After a lingering moment of silence, Marissa swallowed hard, her eyes betraying a hint of sadness as she began to speak. "He's a family member who has been lost for many years." "A family member? Lost for many years?" Connor quickly grasped the significance. His initial pang of jealousy swiftly dissipated. "Have you been searching for him all this time?" Marissa replied in a frail voice, as if the weight of her sorrow had drained her of every ounce of strength. “I have been looking for him for eighteen years, but the world is huge. I can't find any trace of him. I don't know if I'll ever find him in my lifetime." As he listened, Connor furrowed his brow slightly, feeling a surge of sympathy welling up inside him. Eighteen years meant she was merely four years old when she got separated from Kevin. He remembered delving into her background and discovering that she lived in Blo Grein until she was four. Could Kevin be from Blo Grein? The fact that she had persistently searched for someone for so long meant that Kevin must have been a significant relative.
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"Thank you, but I can do it myself,” Marissa replied softly. She was adamant about not sharing anything regarding Kevin with anyone, unwilling to expose her old wounds to others. Just speaking to Connor about this had been stretching the limits of her comfort.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had her own intelligence network and would rather rely on her own strength to continue the search.
In response, Connor fell silent, grappling with helplessness. He wanted her to depend on him, but she always preferred to handle things on her own. There was nothing he could do about it.
"What are your plans for today?" Connor smoothly shifted the topic.
"I'm going to take Lawrence and Lindsay to kindergarten." "Which kindergarten?" "I think Blossom Kindergarten is quite good. I've looked into it a few days ago." "Do you needto go with you?" "No need, just arrange a car for me. I've got everything else covered. You don't have to trouble yourself with it," Marissa said.
"Alright then," Connor said, nodding. "Shall we go down for breakfast?" "Okay," Marissa agreed.
Together, they walked out of the room and descended the staircase.
Connor's home, usually shrouded in tranquility, buzzed with activity on this particular morning. Lawrence and Lindsay had woken up early and were playing energetically in the living room. Arabella, always concerned about the two little ones, had also gotten up early to join them.
The two kids were busy with energetic play, dashing around and enjoying the morning. Perched on the sofa, Arabella observed them with an affectionate smile, offering gentle reminders. "Be careful! Slow down! Watch your step!" "Great grandma, don't worry! We won't fall!" reassured Lindsay as she zipped around the room.
"Great grandma, don't worry! I'll protect my sister!” echoed Lawrence, diligently following Lindsay's every move.
Hearing their adorable voices, Arabella grinned from ear to ear. Rita stood close by, her gaze fixed on the two young ones, always prepared to intervene if necessary. Also present were Marc and Terry, their attention firmly focused on the children.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSince discovering that Marissa was their chief instructor, Black Mallow, they had treated these two kids like their own, doting on them immensely.
As Connor and Marissa descended the stairs, Lawrence and Lindsay spotted them and changed direction. They ran toward Connor like little birds.
When they reached him, they eagerly hugged his legs, looking up with bright faces. "Daddy!"
Suddenly, Connor found himself thrust into the uncharted territory of fatherhood. He felt a bitoverwhelmed by the new responsibilities handed to him. Since bringing the kids hyesterday, he didn't have much tto process or adjust to his new role.
Being called "Daddy" by the two little ones bewildered him. He quickly Rhelt down, gently caressing their cherubic their faces. "Did you sleep well last night?" "Yes!" chorused the kids, their voices brimming with delight.
Just then, Domenic, dispatched by Connor the previous night to attend to saffairs churned into the living room. "Mr. Daniels, I have something to report."
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