Damian Thompson already had a baby, but she was not desperate enough to be overjoyed at the idea of motherhood.
She liked with open-heartedness, and she could let go with equal grace.
Though it pained her, only a swift cut could untangle a mess.
"So you can keep on liking," Damian Thompson's finely chopped fringe hid his eyebrows, his features exuded mildness as he looked at the girl's stunned expression, a warm smile played on his lips, "My chastity is still intact."
"Ah?" Grace Harrison was confused, "But don't you already have a child..."
"He's the child of a worker at the company," Damian Thompson explained, "A few years ago, when the company was building a structure, he was the person in charge of the construction site. He had an accident one night while inspecting the project, and at that time his baby was just born. The worker's family relied solely on him, so out of kindness, I adopted the child."
