Bab 298: Best dad in the world

Loving someone who doesn't love you back is like hugging a cactus. It was the exact thought that transpired in Francis's brain. At least he was happy that Heather didnot love that scum. But swiftly, rather similar, a line of thought shaped in his mind. If Heather hadn't loved Max, it doesn't mean she had someone else in her heart. Did she? Should I ask her or leave the matter aside? But in the end, Francis listened to his inner demon. ''Have you liked anyone in the past, Heather?''

Heather stood there as if she was caught on the hoop, hearing Francis's sudden question. She wanted to scream 'yes, it's you' at the top of her lungs but controlled her mouth. ''W_hat's wrong with you, Francis. We are not teenagers to discuss this kind of topics.'' She rebuked Francis and fled away in the direction of the house door to curb her wavering heart.