Chapter 298
Chapter 298
As I invited him in and changed my shoes, I couldn’t help but ask, “Were you able to find something about my background?”
He paused for a moment, then smiled lightly. “How did you guess so quickly?”
“How did it go?”
I was eager to know. Although my parents had passed away many years ago, it was very important to me to know whether I was truly their child.
He walked over to the sofa, handed me a file, and said helplessly, “Indeed, Bob was talking nonsense. Don’t dwell on this anymore. It would make your parents sad if they knew.”
Hearing this, I felt my heart settle and began to flip through the file.
It contained my birth certificate, various medical records from childhood, blood type, date of birth…
Everything matched up.
With each thing I checked, my heart felt more at ease.
I was completely reassured. I was indeed my parents‘ child, and their affection for me was never false.
“Thank you so much, Jack!”
I looked at Jack with gratitude. “Have you eaten? There are still some dishes in the fridge. I can…”
“I’ve already eaten. I had a social event in the evening, which is why I’m here so late.”
He declined my offer and, pretending to be displeased, said, “But, have you noticed that you haven’t kept your promise?”
“Huh?”
I didn’t quite understand.
He smiled. “Didn’t you promise me that you wouldn’t be so distant with me?”
“I’m sorry…”
It seemed I had become accustomed to it.
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Jack’s dark eyes looked at me seriously. “No need to apologize. Just change slowly. Whether we’re friends or something else, I don’t want you to be so formal.”
“Okay,” I agreed with a smile, but then was startled by the faint tenderness in his gaze and quickly averted
my eyes.
Fortunately, he chose to end the conversation there. “It’s getting late. I’ll leave now.”
I quickly got up. “I’ll see you off.”
As we walked towards the entrance, he suddenly asked, “What’s it like when you’re with Frank?”
I was puzzled. “With him?”
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Chapter 298
He scrutinized me. “I feel like you’re different with him.
“Not really?”
I found it confusing. “He’s just an ordinary friend.”
Or rather, he might not even be considered a friend.
The son of the Smith family probably had more friends than he could count, and I was aware of my place.
After seeing Jack off, I collapsed onto my bed and opened Frank’s social media. I easily found the photo of the little rabbit.
It was posted three years ago, but he rarely posted, so it was easy to find.
There was no caption.
The pink, ugly rabbit piggy bank was placed next to his pillow, bathed in sunlight, giving a sense of peace and tranquility.
Just looking at the photo, I could tell how much he cherished it.
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