If Marilyn could have at least one-tenth of that trust for him, then they would not have had such a childish argument last night.
After hiding for a very long time, Baby Zetty thought that Daddy would probably start suspecting if she continued to hide, hence she opened the kitchen door and walked out naturally.
"Let's go to the piano room, Mr. Ben. Mommy wants to hear you play Red Spider Lily."
"Mm." Jay stood up.
Baby Zetty walked over and held Mommy's hand tenderly. When they went upstairs, she reminded Mommy constantly. "Steps, Mommy."
Jay followed behind them, fascinated by how soft and tender a daughter like Baby Zetty was.
In the piano room.
Baby Zetty pulled both Jay and Angeline onto the piano bench. She chirped with joy, saying, "Play Red Spider Lily, Mr. Ben. Listen, Mommy. Mr. Ben can play Red Spider Lily really well."
Jay sat down next to Angeline unsuspectingly.
His slender and beautiful fingers rested on the keys. Like a work of art, his well-defined bones were wrapped delicately in a layer of transparent skin that
resembled cicada’s wings.
His fingers pressed down on the keys, producing a brassy sound.
Perhaps it was because his head was a mess and his emotions were in turmoil, so when he played Red Spider Lily this time, it sounded a tad rushed.
Although it sounded majestic and soul-stirring all the same, there was also a hair-raising tension to it.
Angeline frowned slightly. Why did she not recall sensing such helplessness and bewilderment when h e played Red Spider Lily back then?
Angeline pressed his hands suddenly and the sound o f the piano stopped abruptly.
Jay looked at Angeline curiously. "What's the matter?"
Angeline felt a pang in her heart.
Did he encounter an unsolvable problem to be torturing himself like this?
"Is something bothering you, Mr. Ben?"
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