His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 66

Dylan said, "Intermittent insanity. More than 10 years ago, Director Zhen and his wife's daughter were kidnapped and forced to hand over the ransom. It was too late. A week later, a female corpse was found in a harbor. At that time, it was completely unrecognizable. The blood type was tested and the match rate was very high with Director Zhen. Mrs. Zhen had been crazy since then. Director Zhen has been taking care of Mrs. Zhen all these years."

Cassie sighed, "All living beings are bitter."

Dylan smiled, "You're just a little girl. Why do you suddenly think of this?"

Cassie said, "Nothing. I just thought of my father."

Intermittent insanity was also a torment for family members, compared with the ALS. Maybe God didn't want her to be so unlucky. Her foster mother passed away, her bestie poached her, and her boyfriend cheated on her. That was why she met Dylan and he pulled her out of the quagmire of life.

After a moment's silence, Dylan said, "Dad is sick. I'll ask Leon to use the best medicine. Don't worry. I will do what I have promised you."

Cassie giggled, "You don't have to repeat your promise to me."

Looking at her, Dylan said, "I don't want to repeat it. It's just that some idiot always talks about it in front of me."

Cassie pouted and said nothing.

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The dinner was over.

Simon and Cheryl sent the guests away. Cassie went back to her room and looked through the book that Ryan gave her. Cheryl knocked on the door and asked, "Hello, can I come in?"

Taking a sip of coffee, Cassie smiled and said, "Please."

With a package in Cheryl's hand, Cassie frowned and asked, "What's this?"

"Of course it's a copybook of calligraphy." said Cheryl with a cunning smile.

"… Is he serious?"

Cassie turned her face. Was this true? Her handwriting was not so ugly. Why did Dylan ask her to practice it.

"Otherwise, do you think I'm joking with you?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded. Cassie looked at the door and saw Dylan coming in.

"Then I'll go first." Cheryl said with a subtle smile.

Dylan nodded in agreement.

Curling her lips, Cassie tugged at Dylan's sleeve and said pitifully, "Well, isn't this what kids need to do? I'm already 22 years old. Why are you still thinking about this? !"

With a smile at the corners of his mouth, Dylan teased her, "Yes, you are 22 years old now. But your handwriting is not as beautiful as children's."

He rubbed Cassie's hair and said, "Write it down obediently. I'll check it on a page every day."

Cassie bent over the table dejectedly, trying to struggle, and muttered, "What if I don't?"

With an evil smile, Dylan stood opposite the table and stared at her. "Then I..."

His voice trailed off. Knowing what he was going to say next, Cassie quickly covered his mouth with her hand.

His eyelashes cast a shadow on the silkworm. He was only one centimeter away from Cassie, which was the closest distance between people.

The emerald green retro lamp beside the desk reflected a ray of light on his side face. All of a sudden, Cassie fell into his eyes, which were deeper than the night.

She blinked her eyes and saw the familiar figure of the man. She looked at him blankly, and suddenly a gentle kiss fell on her lips.