From the stack of photos, Mark picked out another one and told her, “Your father loved cats the most and this was one of his.” In the photo, Cooper seemed to be about fifteen or sixteen, and he was holding a fat ginger cat with a brilliant smile on his face, eyes full of adoration as he gazed at the cat.

Sophia learned from Woody that Cooper was outstanding and the pride of the Mitchells, as well as for Woody himself. As the future head of the family, he had to be exceptional! On the other hand, she learned about the true Cooper from Mark.

Pointing at a picture, Mark said, “Your father was very caring and this was one of the stray cats he rescued from the streets. Since it had a blind eye, he didn’t dare to bring it home because his family would despise it, so he kept it here secretly.

Every week, he would come to visit me, but he was actually here to visit his cat! That rascal!” As he stared at the old photo, Mark shook his head and chuckled with his eyes full of affection.

“Is the cat still around?” Sophia asked while looking at the photo.

Shaking his head, Mark answered, “No. It died of old age the second year after your father did, and I buried it under a tree in the garden.”

Sophia couldn’t help but feel a little sad. Tears stung her eyes as she gazed at Cooper in the photo. My father must have been a very gentle and kind person. What a pity…

Since Mark had watched Cooper growing up, he had endless interesting tales when he talked about him.

“The Mitchells have a strict upbringing with many family rules, and your father was the eldest son of the head of the family. Therefore, he had to set an example for his family peers in everything he did. His happiest days were during summer break when he would spend his days here, playing with my children. Here, this cat is for you.

really loved small animals and kept all of them here since his family wouldn’t allow him to keep any. There’s also a tortoise, which is kind of old now, but your

 

Mark still remembered every detail when it came to Cooper. As he flipped through Cooper’s old belongings in the big chest,

similar appearance to breed with it. In the end, it gave birth to several litters and they all looked like the one Cooper

 

was looking at the young Cooper who used to smile as innocently as this. Both of them look so alike! With that

passed and it didn’t occur to Mark that Cooper’s daughter would appear. Perhaps it was destiny

kid and he would have been a good father. He may have been forced to leave you and your mother behind, so you shouldn’t hold a grudge against him,

if he was still alive. By the

from the chest where Cooper was smiling and holding a baby Stanley in his arms. In the photograph, Cooper was still a kid himself and was only eighteen as he held a newborn Stanley, a gentle smile on

from Annabel’s diary or Mark’s memories, she could easily say that he was a genuinely kind person.

the pictures, tears welled up in her eyes and she lifted her head, saying to Mark with a smile, “Grandpa, I won’t blame him because he’s my father, the one who

bunch of his

In fact, Mark spoiled that ginger cat so much and kept it so well-fed

tonight and might even open wine from the cellar, so he offered, “Here, Aunt Sophia. Let me carry this cat for you.

made his way to Villa No.8 at The Imperial, even inviting

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