“No,” Connor shook his head and explained, “He’s our godfather. Only Sharon likes to call him Daddy.”

Godfather?

Shane’s eyebrows lifted, surprisingly.

Does this mean Stanley is not Natalie’s husband?

Instantaneously, his heart was filled with an indescribable joy.

However, he did not think further on this. With narrowed eyes, he asked again, “So, where is your father?”

Connor shrugged his shoulders and said, “No idea; we’ve never seen him.”

“Never?” Shane asked again in disbelief.

“That’s right!” Connor nodded again.

Shane was lost for words and started to ponder.

Natalie must already have broken up with the man with whom she eloped before Connor and Sharon were born.

No wonder the kids have the same last name as hers.

Connor waved at Shane with his fleshy

he recollected

out of the kitchen. She was carrying two plates with Sharon following behind her. As the girl walked joyfully towards the dining

hold of Shane’s hand to lead

very simple———just omelet

tasted the omelet. It was actually not as tasty as the one prepared by Mrs. Wilson but it

be an enjoyable activity instead of being just a way

a great time having breakfast with Natalie and the twins. It was really

having breakfast, Shane offered to give them

first before heading for Thompson

building,

not dare

she decided

handbag down, one of her colleagues from the procurement department approached her. “Ms. Natalie, regarding the

her

papers quizzically and asked, “What kind

for too many types of fabric and for each type there are also different models. We’re not sure which exact ones you really need, so we did not manage to collect the stock from the supplier,” he smiled

really sorry for my

her mentor would usually select the most suitable fabric for her after

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