Chapter 115

The atmosphere in the school garden suddenly felt heavy. Giselle stood frozen, while Gesha was still sitting on the bench, her knee wrapped with a handkerchief. The little girl’s gaze moved from Leon’s face to Giselle’s, waiting for an answer.

“Mommy…” Gesha’s voice was soft, almost a whisper. “Uncle Leon said… he is my Daddy.”

Giselle opened her mouth, but the words seemed stuck in her throat. Her chest rose and fell, her mind went blank. She was not ready. Not at all.

Leon saw the confusion. He knew that if it continued even a second longer, everything would collapse.

Leon stepped forward one step. “Gesha,” he called...