Chapter 144


    TThe ravioli had a unique shape that caught Felix’s astonishment as he watched his mother make


    them.” Mommy, the ravioli you made are so pretty!”


    Esther had gathered fresh flowers and leaves from the garden on the terrace. She skillfully arranged


    the flowers and leaves as she rolled out the dough, creating exquisite ravioli.


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    “Daddy, did you take photos?”


    As the bridge between Esther and Bradley, Felix praised Esther with sweet words. He urged Bradley to


    capture his mother’s most beautiful moments.


    “I did.”


    With flour-covered hands, Felix leaned over to see the photos on Bradley’s phone.


    Esther’s hands, face, and asional expressions were captured in the frame. The Esther in the photos


    looked stunningly beautiful, radiating an ethereal aura.


    “Daddy, you made Mommy look so pretty!”


    As Esther continued making ravioli, she raised an eyebrow and asked, “Does that mean Mommy isn’t


    pretty normally?”


    “You are!” Felix said adorably, “Mommy’s the most beautiful in the world.”


    The family of three worked together to make ravioli, turning what could have been a mundane dinner


    preparation into a precious bonding moment thanks to Felix’s innocent words.


    This lively and joyful side of Felix was new to Bradley. Unlike the previous quiet and seemingly lifeless


    Felix, he now exhibited the innocence and loveliness unique to his age.


    Felix tilted his head and asked sweetly, “Daddy, is Mommy beautiful?”


    Bradley nced at Esther, who was focused on making ravioli. As she lowered her head, a strand of


    hair fell, giving her a gentle and delicately vulnerable look.


    “She is,” Bradley said honestly.


    Even though Bradley held resentment and grievances toward Esther, he could not bring himself to say


    she was not beautiful, for she was honestly beautiful.


    Esther’s skin had a paleplexion, and the warm light entuated its porcin-like fairness, giving


    her an ethereal glow. Her hair was thick and lustrous, creating a striking contrast that further highlighted


    the beauty of her skin.


    Her expression carried a sense of ruthlessness and weariness when she was released from prison.


    However, now, with selective amnesia, her expression resembled a blossoming rose, captivating and


    enchanting.


    Perhaps the unbearable pain of the five years in prison had led her to selectively forget that period,


    creating a beautiful illusion for herself.


    As Bradley gazed at the captivating Esther, a sense of guilt washed over him. He couldn’t bear the


    thought of Esther, his savior, waking up from this dream-like state. A foolish notion emerged within


    him..


    He resolved to do everything in his power to uphold the beautiful illusion she had created, wishing for


    her to forever maintain her current smile and inner peace.