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No Ads Chapter 183 Chapter 183 "They're not of legal marriage age yet, Zaid wondered helplessly, choosing to give up.

Elowyn couldn't bear to stand in the way of Jand Claude's relationship, so she could only feel anxious in silence.

On her way home, she thought about it again and again, finally deciding to bring it up right away when she entered the garden. "Quinlyn, I think our relationship needs to change." Quinlyn froze for a moment, looking up at Elowyn's face in the dim garden, her expression unusually serious. The corners of her lips twitched.

Quinlyn wanted to ask something, but then she pressed her lips tightly together. There was no such thing as an unquestionable good in this world. Quinlyn could understand if Elowyn chose to sever ties with her.

Quinlyn lowered her eyes, her lashes trembling slightly. It was hard to read her emotions.

The next second, Elowyn's voice trembled as she said, "Can I be your mother?" Quinlyn instantly looked up, her big eyes staring at El Elowyn quickly hurried to clarify, afraid Quinlyn would misunderstand. "No, I mean, can I be your godmother? I don't want to replace your real mother's place.

"You always treatlike an outsider, and it makesso sad. I'm just so envious that Claude met you and becyour godfather. If only I had known earlier-" Before Elowyn could finish, Quinlyn had already thrown herself into her arms, tightly hugging Elowyn. Elowyn's jumbled words immediately stopped, and she felt Quinlyn's trembling body in her arms. Her heart softened, and her eyes becmoist. "You're willing, right?" Quinlyn responded with a slight nasal tone, her voice firm. "Yes." Elowyn finally felt her heart settle, continuously stroking Quinlyn's back. The garden at night seemed even more beautiful than during the day.

Elowyn didn't worry about Quinlyn's way of addressing her anymore. She pulled Quinlyn inside, settled her at the door, and they sat down on the bed, reading a fairy tale picture book for the first time.

The nightlight cast a soft yellow glow. Quinlyn kept her eyes open, watching Elowyn until her consciousness grew hazy. She finally closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When Elowyn tucked Quinlyn in, she realized Quinlyn had been tightly gripping the edges of the blanket, even in her sleep, as though she had been tense the whole time.

With a mixture of helplessness and tenderness, Elowyn got up, turned off the nightlight, and quietly left the room.

The next morning, before dawn, Quinlyn woke up.

She lay still in bed for a while, then quickly turned over and got out, silently walking barefoot outside to the garden's cobblestone path. She squatted down to observe.

There were two footprints facing each other, one large and one small, and their tread patterns matched perfectly.

It wasn't a dream last night.

Quinlyn confirmed the reality and couldn't help but smile, then quietly walked back to the room. She wiped the mud from 1/3 80% Chapter 183 her feet and lay back down.

By the tthe sunlight streamed through the window, it was already eight in the morning.

+5 Quinlyn opened her eyes again, not having slept, but feeling refreshed. She got up, walked to the closet, and started picking out her outfit for the day with unusual seriousness.

Unfortunately, she had never paid attention to clothes before, and now it was hard to decide.

She called Mandy for help.

Mandy had partied until midnight last night, and was now half-asleep, with her eyes barely open. At first, when Quinlyn mentioned getting dressed, she thought she was imagining things.

"If it's for a formal occasion, go with the left dress and crystal shoes. If it's for a date, the right dress is better." Mandy sleepily directed, before closing her eyes again and preparing to sleep.

"Mandy, look at me," Quinlyn said.

Mandy heard the excitement in Quinlyn's voice and thought she was imagining it again. She opened her eyes to find Quinlyn on video, wearing several different outfits, layered together, looking like a little girl dressed up as a cake.

"This can't be real. I must be dreaming. Quinlyn would never do something like this. But this dream feels so real, Mandy thought.

"Oh my god," Mandy muttered softly, about to pinch herself.

Quinlyn shyly smiled on the other end of the video. "How did you know I have a mother?" "Wait? Who asked you about that? Hold on. Did she say something? When did Dad and Mrs. Suarez get together? How did I not know?' Mandy thought.

Quinlyn ended the video call, ignoring Mandy's odd behavior and feeling very satisfied with her outfit. As she turned to find shoes, she noticed another large package sitting on the table.

The familiar packaging and model made Quinlyn smile. She walked over, carefully slicing open the box, only to find it filled with materials and documents.

Since sending one head off, this was the fourth package Warren had sent her.

On the first day of school, Quinlyn received a box of new foreign picture books.

It seemed Warren knew Quinlyn had an interest in research, so he had gathered many rare domestic-controlled metals and related materials for her. At the bottom of the box, there was a card tucked inside. [I hope you like it.] It seemed Warren had found a place and settled down. Yet, Quinlyn could not understand his constant sending of gifts.

'What a strange person,' she thought to herself. Quinlyn tossed the card back into the box, carried it to the storage room, and locked it away, just as she had always done, with no intention of responding to Warren.

The morning air was fresh, and the smell of delicious food drifted up from downstairs.

Quinlyn skipped down the stairs, and at the corner, she bumped into Elowyn.

"Good morning, Mom," Quinlyn said as she straightened the hem of her clothes.

Elowyn immediately smiled, her eyes curving with joy. "Good morning, darling. Why do you look so beautiful today?" When Quinlyn heard Elowyn call her darling, her steps seemed to float. She smiled widely and began laughing foolishly, 2/3 14.04 Sat, 29 vidi 80% Chapter 183 chasing after Elowyn.

Zaid, who hadn't even bothered with his newspaper, glanced up. Elowyn, dressed in a gown, while Quintym, în a while mismatched, somewhat shabby outfit, floated through the house together. At that moment, Zaid's longing for his son becuncontrollable. 'I miss you so much, Joseph. Who will share this with me?' Zaid thought.

After breakfast, Quinlyn had to change into her school uniform to go to school.

Elowyn walked her all the way to the gate of the neighborhood, carrying a bag of freshly baked cookies and handing them out to everyone she passed. “I have a daughter now. I want to share the joy with you all." After sending Quinlyn to the school gate, Elowyn stuffed a bag of cookies into her hands and told her to share them with her classmates.

"I won't go further with you. I don't want Baldwin to catch me, and I need to go to the office to deliver scookies," Elowyn said eagerly.

Quinlyn, happy with the little surprise, obediently said goodbye and turned to enter the school. She handed out cookies until she reached the classroom door, where she noticed a tall figure sitting inside.

"Quinlyn, I argued with my agent. I want to break the contract," Raymond said, handing out a few autographs to classmates before dragging Quinlyn away. They hid behind a flower bed, where Raymond began to vent. "I just want to adopt a child. "Why is that a problem? I promised Yolanda I would wait for her. She would never oppose it. We both agreed, so why is Luke against it?" Raymond was furious, but Quinlyn just squatted there, completely confused.

Quinlyn spoke up. "I remember Yolanda was sentenced to life imprisonment. When you asked her to testify, she said she never wanted to see you again."

"Yeah, so I'll never get married. She would never opposeadopting a child," Raymond said as if it was a course. Quinlyn, at a loss matter of course.

for words, felt a bit of sympathy for Luke. Eventually, Luke caught up and took Raymond away. Quinlyn watched the defeated actor, feeling puzzled. "Mr. Sampson, why does Mr. Flynn want to adopt a child?" Raymond was so persistent on this matter.

Luke's gaze shifted slowly toward Quinlyn, pulling out his phone and showing her a photo. “Because netizens say you two look like a real father and daughter. He just wants someone to talk to and thought he'd cfind you." AD Comment mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1