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186. That's my mission
Yohan took a deep sip of wine and remained silent for a while.
Ryan added, "It's a tough situation, I know. But kids are resilient. He might understand when he's a bit older."
Yohan sighed, "I hope so. It's just... I want to do what's best for him."
In Jemma's room…
Noah and Jemma were busy packing her bags for her upcoming departure.
As Jemma carefully folded her clothes, she hesitated when it came to her undergarments. She glanced at Noah, who was helping her, and felt a bit self-conscious.
Noah, being just ten years old, didn't fully grasp the reason for Jemma's hesitation. He tried to understand, his brow furrowing slightly. "Is there something wrong with your underwear?" he asked innocently.
“No… No, it’s not that…” Jemma tried to explain.
Noah's eyes held an innocent curiosity as he tilted his head. “I can see. Don’t try to hide it behind your back. Why don’t you pu
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