The Billionaire’s Prodigal Wife
ood her thoughts well. Clenching his fists, he didn't want to
g at him: "I still want to
. Seeing Chloe's pleading look, he sig
smile, and she nodded gen
but the words couldn't be taken back. After a while
swer." His face showed deep sorrow, avoiding her eyes. "It was just like six years
parents divorced when she was very
rs in stories. She treated Chloe like her own daughte
rried, had a good relationship. She grew up in a warm, harmonious family. Nathan always protecte
d hurt of a broken family. Instead, she w
Nathan was six, her s
ied. She only vaguely remembered the c
ther seemed to age overnight. He sat
all chair, gripping her hand tightly
aning of "death." When she did
kind father, he would never open his eyes to look at her again. N
meaning of "death." That day, only Nathan stood by h
hloe knew Nathan
She shouldn't have any delusions about Caleb. Tha
felt guilty. Nathan had become sensitive after his illness, relying more on her. But his male pri
nd insecurity had dri
eyes to rest. Suddenly, she heard heavy,
ran out. Nathan's health was already bad, and l
from the kitchen. Chloe felt a sudden fear, he
his hair covering his dark eyes. His who
liar, bringing back me
ng. But Nathan quickly noticed her. When he looke
rame caught up in a few strides, grabbing her ponyt
ered the back of her neck to soothe the stinging pain of her sca
emained clouded and hard to read, and a strange smile played on his lips: "How can I be rational? Just thinking about
h every corner of the house, causi
Nathan had already thrown
t the cold tile hard, and tears quickly streamed down her face. The pain rende
could save
ot and stomping on her back with all his might: "Why won't
protect her head and face. She couldn't afford to get injured-if she got hurt,
n, she held ont
stomach, and arms. Nathan's kic
ace, unable to look at him, repeatedly telling herself
seemed to lessen
a demon, continued to curse
erwhelmed all her senses, leaving her numb
ittle girl opened her eyes and immediat
at the thermos on the table was gone. His ga
soothing her: "Auntie went home to
ht smile, her dimples showing as she hugged Caleb's neck. "I
his sharp eyes sca
s already past ten-thirty, asked worriedly, "Wh