Chapter 832 Reconciliation


    "I used to wear my heart like a banner, pride myself on how deeply I felt. But you know what? All that


    emotion was like wearing rose-colored sses, blinding me to my own daughter..."


    He looked at Damien, his face bare with remorse. "Thank you for helping me realize the harm I


    caused."


    This man, who appeared to be in his fifties, spoke with such sincerity that Damien couldn''t help but


    smile. "Cherry would be thrilled if she knew you felt this way," he said. "When she found out aboutst


    night, she was terrified you would be hurt. We''re only here because she was afraid you would be upset


    and wanted to brighten your day. She truly sees you as family, and if you could see her the same way...


    well, I genuinely believe it would mean the world to her."


    Beckham nodded eagerly. "I couldn''t sleep a winkst night. I spent the whole time reflecting on the


    past five years. The truth is, I failed as Cherry''s father. I showered Gwenn with love and devoted


    everything to her, and what did I get? Lies and betrayal. Maybe, right from the beginning, I shouldn''t


    have... shouldn''t have pretended Gwenn was mine."


    He stood before Damien, his shoulders slumped. "Yes, it''s all my fault. Every bit of it."


    "Dad, it''s not your fault,"


    Beckham''s voice trailed off, reced by a clear, choked-up female voice. Both men in the kitchen spun


    around, their eyesnding on Cherise.


    She stood behind Beckham, tears shimmering as she addressed the older man.


    "Dad, don''t me yourself. It''s not your fault. You were just trying to do the right thing, to continue


    caring for Gwenn after I returned. You weren''t wrong about that. And just like me... I could never justThis belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.


    rece you with Uncle Elvis. We share blood, but we''ve been apart for so long. I know it''s difficult. But


    it''s not your fault."


    Sniffling, Cherise wiped her tears away. "But hearing you me yourself like this, it hurts. I''ve always


    wanted to be closer to you, Dad. But you always seem so distant..."


    Cherise sniffled, her eyes watery but her smile brave. "Are you finally ready to ept me, your farm-


    raised daughter?"


    Beckham felt tears prick his own eyes. "I... I never..."


    He wanted to say he never rejected her, but the words caught in his throat.


    Since the DNA test five years ago, Cherise had been his daughter in his heart. But somewhere, there


    was still a difference in how he treated herpared to Gwenn.


    "From now on," he dered, stepping forward and pulling Cherise into a loose hug, "you''re my only


    daughter."


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    She chirped. "Grandpa wants to do your hair! Pretty braids, just like mine!"