Chapter 127

VERONICA I was worried when Christian didn't return to our room until midnight that night, so I searched for him. I eventually found him in our home bar, drinking and lost in thoughts. Quietly, I approached the counter, poured myself a glass of wine, and sat down beside him. Christian only watched me but did not say anything. We quietly drank, and after a while, I decided to speak: “Why are you so upset, Christian?” I questioned. He, however, took a sip of his drink wordlessly. Sighing inwardly, I turned to him completely and tilted my head. “Did you see your mother? She’s happy, Christian. After many years, she’s again like a young girl. Didn’t you notice her eyes? They were sparkling?” His silence caused me to sigh. "Is it because of my father?" I inquired. I understand that it may seem unusual to consider my father and his mother's relationship. However, I personally didn't find it particularly strange. While David is my biological father, I only consider my dad to be my father, so