Butler Kang’s voice paused again, as if he had already sunk into those mories, or as if he needed to calm his emotions more to say the rest of the words.
"Later, your mother’s fiancé passed away in the hospital. Actually, at that ti, your father had already provided him with the best dical care, but the illness was critical, he went just like that. And at that ti, it was just when your mother and your father were about to get married. Your father worried that an accident might occur, so he temporarily hid this matter from your mother." Butler Kang narrated in a gentle tone, although just a few words, it was enough for him to imagine what the situation was like back then.
It wasn’t surprising that the father would make such a choice. If it were him, he would probably make the sa choice.
"But later, did mother find out about the fiancé’s death before the wedding?" he asked. Otherwise, his parents should have completed the wedding in Falling City back then.
Butler Kang said, "Yes, your mother found out, and thought it was your father who intentionally caused her fiancé’s death. No matter how your father explained, even if the dical staff explained, your mother wouldn’t listen. She only thought that your father had bribed the dical staff with money. Later, your mother disappeared, and at that ti, we didn’t know that your mother was already pregnant with you. Your father searched all over Falling City but couldn’t find her, then searched across the country, even worldwide, until your mother... was found only after she passed away."
A tragedy was thus forcibly created. Kyle Kinston stared intently at Mabel Quinn, who was busy eating. Did Mother ever love Father? It’s impossible to know now, as Mother has taken that secret with her, buried forever in the ground.
And Mabel, how much does she love him? As for Daniel Harris... how much feeling does she still have for him?
At this mont, his heart beca unsettled again.
"Kyle, eat quickly, or the food will get cold." She looked up and saw him pausing with his chopsticks in a daze, so she urged him.
"Okay." He responded and resud eating the New Year’s dinner.
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After finishing the New Year’s dinner, Mabel Quinn didn’t choose to stay in the living room but opted to watch the Spring Festival Gala in the bedroom. The two snuggled under the blanket with a pile of snacks nearby, it felt very holy, yet also very cozy.
The TV screen was showing the gala, with codic sketches and song and dance performances. Mabel Quinn munched on potato chips with keen interest. She glanced at Kyle Kinston beside her, noticing he wasn’t eating anything, so she offered the chips in her hand to him, "Want so?"
He didn’t reach out for the chips; instead, he slightly leaned his head toward her, slightly parted lips.
Was he asking her to feed him?
So Mabel Quinn handed the potato chip to Kyle Kinston’s mouth and... fed him.
One piece after another, he ate leisurely while she couldn’t focus on watching the show anymore, feeling that her entire mind was on feeding him.
Especially now, with him wearing pajamas, the hair at his forehead slightly drooping, completely unlike his usual aloof and serious deanor, there was an indescribable air of sensuality and laziness.
And every ti she fed him the chips, his tongue would sweep over her fingers to lick off the chip crumbs, causing her fingers to feel a tingling numbness.
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