Chapter 33

What kind of gift would a child give?

Olivia’s speculation leaned towards a doll at most, followed by Lego. After all, a four–and–a–half–year–old boy wouldn’t yet understand the recipient’s perspective when choosing a gift. Usually, the gifts they gave were things they liked rather than considering the recipient’s preferences. Also, given the small pink box, Olivia thought it might contain a small

toy.

However, when she opened it, she was truly surprised.

Inside was a delicate gold pendant crafted in the shape of a small cat’s paw. The surface was smooth and polished, shimmering in the light. The cat’s paw shape was chubby and cute, exuding a lifelike charm that seemed almost real.

Running her fingertips over it, it felt as though she was touching a natural

paw.

She pinched the pendant and turned it over, discovering that there were even letters engraved on it.

The word was “Luna“.

Seeing the cat’s paw pendant, Olivia didn’t have a particularly strong reaction. But when she saw the name “Luna,” her entire world seemed to freeze.

How could it be such a coincidence?

When she was seven or eight years old, she had once kept a chubby cat named Luna.

Andrew was a sensitive and attentive child. Since Olivia started

unwrapping the gift, he had been anxiously watching her. His beautiful phoenix eyes were fixated and unblinking.

Seeing Olivia’s slight frown, he could slightly contain himself.

But when she held the pendant for a prolonged period without speaking, he couldn’t control his emotions any longer.

Was she displeased? Andrew’s lips quivered, his chubby hands clenched tightly, and a storm of emotions brewed within him.

wrong?” Olivia noticed his small emotional change and turned her gaze towards him. She reached

dramatically. Tears welled up and fell down his cheeks. “Don’t you like it?” Olivia had never encountered a crying child before and felt utterly helpless. She immediately embraced the little boy and wiped his tears away with a tissue. She kept reassuring him, “I like it. How could I not? I love whatever gift you give me,

looking up at

be good?” Olivia hugged the little boy and gave him

and persisted, “It’s not good.

a young child, yet he knew how to keep a secret. He had promised Daniel not to tell Olivia that his dad had chosen this gift, and he was determined not to

gift, he wouldn’t reveal the truth despite feeling

that she really liked the gift and

tears eventually turned into

him upstairs to her room to wash his

intending to take Andrew to wash

Olivia tightly, unwilling to let

and said,

embarrassed and apologetic. “I’m really sorry for

second floor, in Andrew’s room, Olivia helped him remove his coat. He was left in

that he

himself a big kid. Being held in

arms to wash his

free from Olivia’s

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“I’ll do it

a young child really wash his face by

she respected Andrew’s opinion and let him go. Andrew used a small stool to reach the sink in the bathroom. He stood on it with a serious expression, washing his hands and

by Zoe. It had minimal additives, no

scent.

Olivia, showing

his tender little cheek and then carried him back to the

now a stuffed

was a gift from Olivia during her

cabinets. Not a single toy was out of place. Pencils and notebooks on the small desk

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