It’s good you left. You’ve suffered so much these years Take better care of yourself from now on.”
“I will Grandma”
After leaving the hospital, Dmitry returned home to pack his things.
He had completed all the loose ends and was ready to leave the Brown Family with no regrets.
In just few hours, Dmitry had packed everything that belonged to him and anything related to Dalena and Cyril.
The scarf he had knitted for Daleria, the baby bottles he had used to care for Cyril…
For ten years, Dmitry had poured his heart and soul into this family. Even if it wasn’t part of the contract, he had dreamed of building a wann home of
But in the end, it was all just a fantasy,
After taking one last look, Dinitry carried everything out to the trash bin by the front gate.
At that moment, a Rolls–Royce pulled up to the house.
Cyril jumped out first. Seeing Dmitry by the trash bin, he sneered, “What are you doing digging through the trash? Aren’t you embarrassed?”
“Did you prepare dititier yet? I want fried chicken!”
Looking at the boy he had raised for six years, Dinitry’s heart twisted in pain. But alongside the heartache, there was also anger.
If you want fri
fried chicken, ask your Uncle Fabio to get it for you
first time Dmitry had spoken to him like that.
moment, Dalena approached with Fabio Leside luer.
“Denitry, Fabdo’s family is renovating their house. He needs to stay here for a few days. You don’t have a problem with that, do you?”
It was the first time Intry sow Fabio in person. His fair and refined features hadn’t aged a bit, despite his years of marriage. It was no wonder Dalena couldn’t stop thinking about hien
In contrast, Duitry, once young and handhome, now looked wom and haggard from years of toll.
Cyril seized the moment to shout, “Hurry up and help Uncle Fabio move his luggage, you bad dad! Otherwise, I won’t like you anymore!”
Dimitry glanced at the two of them and replied calmly, “Sorry, I just hurt my hand. I can’t lift anything.”
Hearing this, a glint of coldness flashed in Fabio’s eyes, though he quickly put on an awkward smile. “Maybe I shouldn’t impose. It seems Mr. Dmitry isn’t very willing. My apologies…”
He turned as if to leave, but Dalena grabbed his arm. “It’s fine. I’ll help you
you move your thines Sch
your things. Stay here; he won’t have any objections. Dmitry quietly watched the scene unfold and chuckled softly. “Yes, of course. Stay in our room. I won’t mind.”
What difference did it make?
From the way Dalena acted, it was only a matter of time before this house fully belonged to Fabio.
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Hearing this, Dalena hurried to help carry the luggage, afraid Fabio might leave if the delayed even a second.
Cyril also ran over obediently, eagerly helping with the larger baps.
The three of them laughed and chatted as they worked together, looking every bit like a happy family returning from vacation.
“What are you standing there for? Go make dinner already!”
Cyril demanded with dissatisfaction, I want fried chicken, and Mom and Uncle Fabio want seafood to replenish their energy.”
