Sebastian was speechless.
There was a moment when he felt like something had knocked his head hard. He stared at the carrots that were put aside, and for a long while, he couldn’t find the right words to say.
Vivian saw that he was acting weird, so she tilted her tiny head up and asked in her baby voice, “Uncle Sebastian, what’s wrong?”
Sebastian felt a bomb going off in his mind again.
It took him a long while before he heard himself ask, “Why did you put the carrots aside? Do you not like them?”
Vivian’s tiny head nodded before she claimed, “You’re right. I don’t like them. Mommy said that carrots are nutritious and told me to have more, but you have no idea how bad they taste.”
Sebastian was speechless once again.
Of course, he knew that those things taste horrible. He didn’t like carrots either.
Sebastian’s fingers trembled. He felt like a bomb had gone off inside his chest, and his expression froze over as he stared at the tiny mountain of shredded carrots.
Wild emotions swirled around in his eyes.
His emotions were spiraling so quick and so out of control that even a tornado would be envious.
In the end, the father-daughter duo didn’t finish their breakfast together because the guy was too excited. He hugged the kid and took her to the hospital again.
He went straight to the relevant department to do a paternity test.
Sasha was already on the ship that would take her to a faraway country.
She was well aware of that, and that was why she was practically up all night in her cabin. She had been sitting there like a statue and had been staring blankly at the dark waters outside her window.
That “statue” remained stuck until the sun rose from the east and illuminated the sea. A silhouette entered the room with a bag.
“D-did you not sleep the entire night? What the hell? Are you okay?”
The first thing the visitor noticed was that Sasha had not moved a muscle since he left her alone the night before. The bed remained untouched as it sat at the side, and seeing that got the man’s pretty face to light up with anger.
Yep, the man in question was Brandon.
Sasha remained motionless. Perhaps it was because she had been staring out the window for too long, but she didn’t even bother turning around.
It’ll only hurt if I try to move or turn around.
Brandon was so angry that he was on the verge of going nuts. He had no choice but to toss aside the stuffs he brought along with him. After that, he went and got a basin of warm water for Sasha.
“Come on, stop staring already! You’ve already decided to let go of everything, so don’t think about it anymore. I know Sebastian well. He may be cruel, but he will never hurt his kids.”
Sasha didn’t reply.
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