The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 236

Under the glow of the setting sun, the little girl had her hair pulled up into a high ponytail. The ends of her hair bounced with her movements as she affectionately held Daniel's hands, looking exactly like a daughter sweetly coaxing her father.

Killian's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart inexplicably skipping a beat.

From this angle, Stella's facial contours and expressions looked remarkably similar to Jillian's.

He wasn't the only one; even Connor felt the same illusion. For a fleeting moment, he thought he was seeing his mother when she was younger.

Sylvia subconsciously murmured, "I thought I heard wrong and it was Jillian's voice. So it's her daughter."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized something was off.

Stella was only Jillian's adopted child, yet her voice, intonation, and even her enunciation were exactly like Jillian's.

Both mother and daughter shared a sweet, soft vocal tone. Stella's voice was just younger and more crisp, but the similarity was astonishing.

Looking alike was one thing, but how could they sound so identical?

Killian quickly looked away, suppressing the strange feeling in his chest.

He quietly attributed it to the fact that living together for years naturally caused their mannerisms, expressions, and auras to align.

"Connor, get in," Killian said, his tone flat, pulling himself from his thoughts. "Sylvia and I are taking you out to dinner tonight."

"Oh," Connor replied lazily, his face still clouded with gloom.

Connor climbed into the backseat, and Killian started the car, preparing to turn around.

It was the peak after-school rush hour. The road outside the school was narrow and congested, lined with parents' vehicles on both sides, horns honking incessantly.

The two cars ended up facing each other head-on, barely a few feet apart.

Daniel and Killian locked eyes at the exact same moment, staring at each other through the windshields.

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