Jordan slowly pushed open the glass door of the café, and the Japanese-style Furin wind chime hung on the door began to jingle, making the lady boss of the café raise her head to look at the door.
The sunlight shone in from outside and was cast on a large part of Jordan's body. He walked out of the light, filled with energy.
In the café, the woman was wearing a pink French-style maxi dress and holding a girl who was about three years old in her arms.
Both mother and daughter were lovely.
Jordan was stunned the moment he looked at the woman, so much that he propped himself against the door of the café for at least five seconds.
During those five seconds, he stared at the woman's face for a long time and reckoned that she should be relatively young. Although she was a mother of one, she probably wasn't any older than 25 years old.
Just like Hailey, her features were flawless, and she was an absolute beauty who would captivate anyone.
