"You look so tired. As your father, of course I want to help share your burden. Besides, I've always doted on you; I could never bear to bully you even a little. How dare that brat bully my daughter? Even though I'm stuck in this hospital bed, I can still give that kid a piece of my mind."
"Is he seeing another woman?" her adoptive father asked tentatively. He was a man, after all, and men understand each other best. How could he not know what was on Damian Xavier's mind?
Aria Sterling was stunned by how accurate his guess was and fell silent. Seeing her reaction, her adoptive father understood and quickly comforted her. "Don't you worry too much. My daughter is so beautiful, you deserve someone better. There are plenty of other fish in the sea."
Hearing this, Aria Sterling sighed inwardly. 'It's not that easy.' She and Damian Xavier still had their deal.
"Aria." A voice, rich and deep as a cello, drifted from the hospital room's doorway, as gentle as a spring breeze.
