My Mommy’s Brave Heart

Chapter 615

“Daddy, I want some cotton candy.”

Melody‘s cute voice broke through the strange atmosphere.

Earl looked down and scooped the little girl into his arms.” Come on, let‘s go get some cotton candy.”

Adina‘s gaze was unreadable. “Don‘t you care about Earley? Why aren‘t you saddened by his death?”

“He‘s in a better place, why should I be sad about that?” Catherine stared at the back of Earl‘s figure, a smile slowly forming on her lips. “Mr. Winters seems to enjoy being a father.”

Adina smiled coolly. “A father‘s love is innate.”

Catherine suppressed a sneer. “A father‘s love may be innate, but that‘s not the same for the love between a man and a woman. Mr. Winters hasn‘t spared you a single glance during the whole time I‘ve been here.”

Adina‘s expression turned to ice.

If she had been doubtful then, she was absolutely certain at this point that there was something between Catherine and Duke.

But when they met at the bar that day, things got so hostile between them that they were almost at each other’s throats. How could they have a spark between each other?

towards Duke, acting holier–than–thou while spitting words

condemnation.

ago, when Catherine spoke she would look at

like watching a superior and

her gaze focused solely on

have to give me such a look, Ms. Daugherty, I‘m only sympathizing with you.” Catherine fiddled with her nails as she spoke. “It hasn‘t even been a month since you were married and already the internet is buzzing about how your marriage has soured, Mr. Winters even lost his wedding ring. I thought it was nothing at first, but Mr.

“Silence!”

finished buying the cotton candy, he

and overheard everything Catherine had

in his eyes as

She shrank away in fright and spoke with some difficulty. “I was only joking with Ms. Daugherty, why are you being so serious,

“Leave!”

hostility in

like how she did the first time they

this man had suddenly appeared before her, his body injured all over. When she went over to ask what

the few encounters she had with him, Catherine would always end

masochist, because the more he yelled at her, the more she fell hopelessly in

face. “Don‘t