"Yes..."
The corner of Emilia's lips twitched, "He came to visit you."
She did not want to break Olivia's imagination of her father.
So, this was a lie—a white lie. Unless there was a day when this man next to her allowed her to feel that he could be a responsible father.
Otherwise, reuniting would not do them any good!
There was a slight change in Oliver's eyes. From the bottom of his heart, he did not want to maintain such a far distance from his own daughter, but Emilia already voiced her opinion. What else could he do?
He forced a smile on his face as he pulled out the lamb plushie, "Olivia, look. Do you like it?"
If Emilia didn't tell him, he would not know what his daughter liked.
When Olivia saw the huge plushie, her eyes were filled with joy, "I love it!"
Emilia's eyes were the only ones that turned cold. He didn't want this man to get too close to her daughter.
"This is a present from me to you as a reward."
