Chapter 469 We'll Never See Each Other Again

• Back at the villa, I got out of the car carrying a bag of desserts. The moment I pushed open the door, the scene in the living room warmed my heart—Damien was sitting with the two kids, drawing together. Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the three of them in a cozy glow that made me not want to interrupt.
• Just then, Scarlett sniffled, her little brows furrowed, her voice full of curiosity: “Big brother, do you smell the strawberry mille-feuille?”
• Hearing that, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.