What is he doing? It's almost like some kind of ritual!
"Mabel, I will give my whole self to you," he whispered. His fate still depended on her, he was not an unnecessary existence to her.
He would not be like his father, despised by the only one he truly depended on, nor would he be left wanting, or live a life filled with pain.
When he lifted his head again and saw that familiar face, if she was to be his fate for life, then at some point it had become his fortune.
Otherwise, maybe he would never have known that loving someone could bring such happiness.
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Francine Howards was somewhat surprised that Kyle Kinston would take the initiative to approach her. Seeing him sitting in the reception room, Francine said with a hint of joy, "Kyle, what brings you here? Would you like something to drink?"
"No need," Kyle replied indifferently, his gaze coldly sweeping over her. "Do you really not know why I'm here?"
