Yulia couldn’t help but smirk silently to herself on the sidelines.

Chloe, too, rose from the couch, her hand on her hip, leaning into Damon’s embrace as she sauntered over, a faint,

tender smile gracing her face.

She believed that Nathan was truly the clown of the household. His talent for playing the fool was both exasperating

and endearing.

But as the saying goes, love is blind. Perhaps if someone else were in Nathan’s shoes, suddenly discovering they

had a daughter would be just as unbelievable, especially a daughter who had been under his nose the whole time,

sweetly calling him ‘Nathan’ day in and day out.b2

Bystanders can only see the surface of things, too many complexities that only he would understand. Piling up one

thing after another, the web of considerations was daunting to untangle.

When it came to children, a crucial piece, no room for error can be afforded.

She understood, had Nathan not cared so much, he wouldn’t be beating around the bush, reluctant to even

consider the possibility. He was probably scared to death of the disappointment if it turned out not to be true.

He knew coming to Damon for answers would invite a “harsh talking-to”, but compared to the potential letdown, he

figured a few harsh words would be easier to swallow. As long as Damon denied it, that would be the best answer

for him.

Nathan may seem like a wayward son, carefree all day long. But even he had a heart.

With Damon and his father’s strict and detached dispositions, if he were similar, the family would be suffocating.

He had a knack for charming people. A little exasperating, sure, but not necessarily a bad thing.

He made his rounds, greeting Elizabeth, Royce, and Alyssa.

Alyssa responded cheerily, rubbing her cheek against Anya’s and beckoning Yulia over.

Yulia approached, and Alyssa took her hand, looking up at her warmly. “Yulia, bless you for keeping Anya, and for

raising her so well. I know you’re a good kid, just dealt a bad hand with a husband like Nathan. If you ever need to

back unconditionally.

we’ll set him

this about having a rough

the

marrying you was a sign of

off to a convent

flesh and blood.

marrying someone like you. Perhaps

your reward.

disdain.

humanity was me, not him,” a calm voice interjected. It was Damon, standing beside Chloe,

expression unreadable as ever.

The room fell silent.

Damon meant by his words. She looked like she wanted to hide

in a brief escape. Why did he have to compete even in

response. Why on earth was

exchanged complex glances at Damon. Was there a single normal person

who chose this moment

room, the tension eased, and forced smiles crept onto their faces.

two couples,

softly at

an air of

of bragging?”

corner of his eye, “Your sister-in-law

speechless, nodding after a while before giving Damon a thumbs-up. “You’re the

away, indifferent to Nathan’s words, leaving him

by Alyssa and Elizabeth, leaving Yulia and Chloe barely able to get a

of the evening, Anya’s little belly protruded triumphantly, round

the moment to lift her dress and pat her belly

watermelon is

antics, her little hands reaching to lift his shirt, “I want

watermelon.”

let Anya pull up his shirt, revealing

daddy.” he

out and gave a little press, pouting. However, she didn’t make a big fuss, as if Nathan’s

she had long grown accustomed

air, hitting Nathan squarely, and he turned to see Damon staring him

off again, and I swear I’ll cut each one off.” Damon spoke while covering

murderous intent.

up, pulling his shirt

accustomed to Nathan’s tussles with Damon, covered her

by Damon again.”

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