Chapter 116

Enlyan chuckled softly, kissing the top of her daughter’s head. "Alright, sweetheart. Once your daddy comes, we'll go back home together." Outside the room, Daimon clenched his fists tightly. His face was tense, his jaw locked. Her father was standing right outside her door. And yet, she was looking for someone else. The realization cut deeper than he had ever expected. Being a stranger to his own child—it was a pain unlike anything he had ever felt before. Leave him? There was no way in hell he would let that happen. Daimon pulled out a cigarette with unsteady fingers and lit it. He took a deep drag, hoping it would ease the turmoil in his chest. But the bitterness of the smoke caught in his throat, making him cough violently. His grip on the cigarette tightened as his thoughts spiraled. Daimon barely reacted when Auntie Kira snatched the cigarette from his hand. He just kept staring at the closed bedroom door, his expression unreadable. "Sir, your health isn't good. You shouldn't be