Chapter 197 The Dilemma Of A Father

• When Leah woke up, the sun had already set, and stars were beginning to twinkle in the sky. Leah stretched her arms slowly, yawning, and realized she was hungry. A glance at the clock told her it was past eight in the evening—she hadn’t eaten all day.
• “Sorry, baby,” she whispered, gently touching her stomach before rising from the bed and heading downstairs.
• The kitchen buzzed with the steady movement of the household staff preparing dinner, but Leah couldn’t wait. She quietly poured herself a glass of milk and sat in a corner, sipping it in silence.