Chapter 121 Expectations Lead to Disappointment
The faint sound of crying came clearly from the master bedroom. It felt like a thread tightly wrapped around the heart, pulling tighter and tighter, almost stopping the heart from beating.
Ivan pressed his lips tightly without making a sound. He took a few steps back and lowered his voice, "How often does your mom have nightmares?"
Todd seemed calm and composed on the surface, but his heart had long been in chaos. He hated Ivan the most, yet he couldn't help but open up to this man.
He lowered his head and said, "When I was just a kid, Mom had frequent nightmares, like every three to five days. As I grew older and Mom built her own life and social circle, the nightmares gradually reduced. I consulted a doctor, and they said that if you wake up during a nightmare, it only makes the nightmare deeply engraved in the person’s memory, so I dare not go in...
Standing outside the master bedroom, Ivan listened to the cries that grew louder and softer. Suddenly, he thought of those comments he had seen in the news.
The spoiled Miss DeRoss, who grew up in the DeRoss family, was caught by reporters having a one-night stand with a wild man on the day after her eighteenth birthday, turning Miss DeRoss into the laughingstock of Cuenca.
After that day, Miss DeRoss disappeared.
It wasn't until eight months later when she gave birth to twin still borns and set fire to the DeRoss mansion before taking her own life out of fear, shocking the entire Cuenca.
Even those who were indifferent to gossip had heard a few mentions of it from people around them.
If he had known that he would care so much about this woman now, would he have pulled her out of the abyss that year?
For these four years, raising two children, he had no idea how this woman had managed to survive. Ivan sighed silently.
He turned to Todd, shrouded in darkness, and asked slowly, "Didn't your father ever consider taking responsibility?"
If there had been a man to lend a helping hand, her life wouldn't have been so miserable.
In the darkness, Todd sneered.
He looked at Ivan, a touch of mockery appearing in the corners of his mouth, "Our father is dead."
...
Sunlight poured in from the window as Haley opened her eyes. She felt a bit groggy, as if she hadn't slept well.
And her throat, it felt sore as if she had been shouting, even though she hadn't spoken yet.
She got up and had a glass of warm water, feeling a little better afterwards.
After freshening up, she changed into a different outfit and headed downstairs.
Just as she reached the stairs, the scent of delicious food filled the air...
"Haley, good morning!"
Owen stood in the living room, refreshed, and politely greeted her.
Last night, he had shared a small bed with Angela. Despite its small size, the bed was surprisingly comfortable.
Much more comfortable than his own bed at home.
If possible, he really wanted to stay here and never leave!
"Haley, come over here. I personally went out to buy breakfast for you!" Owen led Haley to the dining room. "This is the best toast in Cuenca, famous oatmeal, waffles, and I also bought some sandwiches... Haley, you can try everything."
Haley “:...”
Just a moment ago, she almost thought that Ivan had made these breakfast items.
Expectations truly lead to disappointment.
Haley let Owen pull her to sit at the table as she absentmindedly ate a waffle.
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