Rowan quietly watched the mother and daughter as his vision blurred. He fell in a daze, and the crate in his hands fell to the ground. The small Siamese cat meowed helplessly and began to claw at the crate door.

A strong arm held onto him then.

Startled, Rowan turned to meet Zephyr’s complicated gaze.

“You…”

Zephyr picked the crate up. “Mr. Irwin, are you not going in?”

Rowan’s eyes were still red. It took him a few deep breaths to calm his emotions down.

Zephyr sympathized with him for some reason. He had not thought it was a good idea when Cordelia was making arrangements for this, but he could not bear to interrupt her, seeing how excited she was.

He was afraid of something undesirable happening today when Rowan and Xyla met, so he had stayed there to keep an eye out.

When he saw the old geezer’s shocked and regretful look, he felt a mix of feelings.

crash, Rowan had sent him specialized medicine to treat him. The older man had said he

when his grandfather passed out, Rowan had gloated for one second before he rushed to Hamerton Manor with his

saved countless lives by producing good quality

things, Rowan was a good man. However, only Xyla had

were complex. One could not be labeled or determined as

white, to begin with. Many times, it was

a moment. His voice was tinged with a sob. “I

who likes this cat.” Zephyr looked at him cryptically. “It’s my

He lost his balance a little as

get someone

sounded weak. “You brat, did

smiled without

muttered under his breath, “I should’ve guessed

patted his shoulder. “I only know the two women in there. The both of us are going

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