Larissa was taken aback, "Huh?"
Gary avoided her gaze and asked in a low voice, "What about your father?"
Although Larissa was trembling, she put on a smile and said, "My mom said he passed away when I was very young. I've never seen my dad, and I don't even know what he looks like. That's the biggest regret of my life. Because of this, I can't bear to let my son's hopes be shattered."
Gary's heart, which had just calmed down, began to ache again. He wanted to tell Larissa that he was her father.
But he was worried that she would blame him for not appearing all these years, and might even refuse to acknowledge him. He wouldn't be able to maintain even a simple friendship with her.
"Do you miss your father?" he tentatively asked.
"When I was little, I thought about him, especially when I was sad," Larissa recalled the past, as if all the pain had disappeared, leaving behind a faint trace of melancholy, "But as I grew up, I stopped thinking about it because I knew it was pointless."
"What if ... your father suddenly appeared in front of you, could you accept him?" Gary asked again.
"My father is already deceased, so if he appeared in front of me, he must be a ghost, right?" Larissa didn't take Gary's question seriously at all and joked with him instead. "I definitely wouldn't be able to accept it. I might even scream in fright."
"What if your father didn't pass away?" Gary looked at Larissa, his gaze profound.
Larissa's heart wavered, and she cast a strange look at Gary. "Do you ... know something?" Her voice was trembling.
Looking at her, Gary answered, "No."
In the end, he didn't dare to tell her the truth.
Larissa didn't completely believe his answer. After all, his reaction was too strange. There had to be something more to it. Just at that moment, Lewis returned, breaking the strange tension between the two.
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