My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: My Favorite Person is Uncle

Suddenly, his thoughts uncontrollably turned to Shane Grant again.

He remembered the image of Shane lifting Cecelia onto a horse, the two of them looking so affectionate as she sat in his arms while they rode.

He remembered the hospital room, how Cecelia had blushed and tacitly agreed when Shane stood up for her.

A knot of frustration tightened in his chest. Damien took two quick steps to catch up and demanded sharply of Cecelia.

"Why do you think I’m joking? If it were Shane Grant saying something like this, would you agree without a second thought?"

Cecelia hadn’t expected him to chase after her to ask this, and she certainly hadn’t expected him to bring up Shane Grant.

’Shane Grant... She hadn’t been in touch with him for days. She wondered how he was doing, and how Annie was.’

’Annie adored her and Candy so much. She had promised to be good to him and play with him all the time, but in the end, she had broken her word...’

Cecelia pictured Shane proposing to her. To her surprise, she realized she might actually say yes.

Shane was good to Candy and treated her well. More importantly, Annie liked them too.

’If the four of them became a family, without all the complicated side issues, they would probably be happy.’

But Cecelia didn’t dare say this out loud. The thought of Annie’s adorable, stubborn little face made her feel even more down.

Seeing her pause for a moment before ignoring him completely and continuing upstairs, Damien was about to explode with anger.

’That ungrateful woman!’

’He had never met anyone as ungrateful as Cecelia Archer!’

’He treated her so well, yet she was still thinking about another man. What did she take him, Damien Vaughn, for?’

Dinner that evening was exceptionally silent.

Cecelia didn’t speak, and neither did Damien. Only Candy and the Old Master interacted as usual.

After dinner, Candy, sensing that her mom and dad were unhappy, decided not to go to the study with the Old Master. Instead, she took Cecelia’s hand and went back to their room.

Cecelia helped her wash up and dried her hair. They lay in bed telling stories, and a long, long time passed, but there was still no sign of Damien returning.

"Mom, why isn’t Dad coming to bed? He seemed unhappy today. Did you two have a fight?"

"No," Cecelia said honestly. "He’s probably busy with work. You go to sleep first. He’ll come over when he’s done."

But Candy had gotten used to him being there when she slept. Without him, she couldn’t fall asleep.

"Can I go see him? Dad is so good to me. It would be too heartless of me to not care when he’s in a bad mood."

In her pajamas, Candy went to Damien’s study.

Inside the study, Damien had unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt and rolled his sleeves up to his elbows. He stood with a grim expression, staring out the window as he drank.

The light was dim. He gently swirled the wine glass in his hand, the crimson liquid rising and falling, casting a somber, gloomy air about him.

Candy found this version of him unfamiliar and a little scary, but she suppressed her fear and walked over to his side.

"Dad, why aren’t you in bed yet? Why are you still drinking so late?"

Hearing her voice, Damien raised his eyes to look at her.

The little girl, dressed in cute pink pajamas with her long, glossy black hair draped over her shoulders, looked up at him with a well-behaved, endearingly innocent expression. His vexation instantly eased a great deal.

He set down his wine glass, took Candy’s hand, and lifted her into his arms.

"You know it’s late too? Then why aren’t you asleep?"

"I slept too much during the day, so I’m not tired. You smell strongly of alcohol. Why did you drink so much, Dad? Are you unhappy?"

Damien didn’t answer her directly. He stared at her pretty little face, imagining a future where he could no longer see her, or a scene where even if he saw her, she would have nothing to do with him. He took a deep breath and buried his head in the crook of her small neck.

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