ood her thoughts well. Clenching his fists, he didn't want to

g at him: "I still want to

. Seeing Chloe's pleading look, he sig

smile, and she nodded gen

but the words couldn't be taken back. After a while

swer." His face showed deep sorrow, avoiding her eyes. "It was just like six years

parents divorced when she was very

rs in stories. She treated Chloe like her own daughte

rried, had a good relationship. She grew up in a warm, harmonious family. Nathan always protecte

d hurt of a broken family. Instead, she w

Nathan was six, her s

ied. She only vaguely remembered the c

ther seemed to age overnight. He sat

all chair, gripping her hand tightly

aning of "death." When she did

kind father, he would never open his eyes to look at her again. N

meaning of "death." That day, only Nathan stood by h

hloe knew Nathan

She shouldn't have any delusions about Caleb. Tha

felt guilty. Nathan had become sensitive after his illness, relying more on her. But his male pri

nd insecurity had dri

eyes to rest. Suddenly, she heard heavy,

ran out. Nathan's health was already bad, and l

from the kitchen. Chloe felt a sudden fear, he

his hair covering his dark eyes. His who

liar, bringing back me

ng. But Nathan quickly noticed her. When he looke

rame caught up in a few strides, grabbing her ponyt

ered the back of her neck to soothe the stinging pain of her sca

emained clouded and hard to read, and a strange smile played on his lips: "How can I be rational? Just thinking about

h every corner of the house, causi

Nathan had already thrown

t the cold tile hard, and tears quickly streamed down her face. The pain rende

could save

ot and stomping on her back with all his might: "Why won't

protect her head and face. She couldn't afford to get injured-if she got hurt,

n, she held ont

stomach, and arms. Nathan's kic

ace, unable to look at him, repeatedly telling herself

seemed to lessen

a demon, continued to curse

erwhelmed all her senses, leaving her numb

ittle girl opened her eyes and immediat

at the thermos on the table was gone. His ga

soothing her: "Auntie went home to

ht smile, her dimples showing as she hugged Caleb's neck. "I

his sharp eyes sca

s already past ten-thirty, asked worriedly, "Wh