Chapter 617 Reddened Eyes


    “What do you think?” Bruce asked in return.


    “You like my mommy,” Amanda answered confidently. “The way you look at her is exactly the same as


    how Mr. Valentine stares at Mommy.”


    Bruce''s eyes dimmed at her words. Still, he carried on the conversation patiently. “Are Mr. Valentine


    and your mommy an item now?”


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    Amanda nodded. “Yes, Mr. Gable. Even though you like Mommy, and I''m actually quite fond of you


    too...” She furrowed her brows and continued in a sweet voice, “Mr. Valentine loves Mommy more. In


    addition, he doesn''t restrict Mommy. She hasplete freedom to go wherever she wants.”


    My separation from Genevieve all these years was caused by Jack. He really knows how to act and


    fool the kids by demonstrating his gentlemanly side in front of them. He''s well aware that Genevieve


    can never fall in love with another man. Hence, he isn''t bothered about her whereabouts. Bruce


    sneered in his heart.


    Amanda had no idea what was in the man''s mind. She continued eating her meatballs and said, “Even


    if Mommy marries Mr. Valentine, I won''t change the way I address him.”


    “Why?” Bruce wondered.


    “That''s because I only have one daddy.” She nced at the ebony bracelet on her wrist. “If I get a new


    daddy and forget about him, no one in this world will remember him anymore.”


    Bruce listened to her sharing attentively; his eyes were red-rimmed.


    What have I done to deserve a woman who loves me so much and willingly goes through hardship on


    her own for my sake? What have I done to deserve these two adorable and intelligent children that she


    has gifted me?


    Seeing that Bruce''s eyes turned red like a bolt from the blue, Amanda was concerned. “Mr. Gable, are


    you sick? Your eyes are so red.”


    “No, I''m not sick,” he replied in a hoarse voice. “You are too cute, Mandy. It''d be a dreame true if I


    had a daughter like you.” He looked at her lovingly.


    “Oh, I''m sure you''ll get one!” sheforted him. “Mr. Gable, the children of a good-looking man like


    you will definitely be super adorable!”


    Upon mulling it over, she added, “My blonde hair blue-eyed dance teacher, Ms. Nina, is extremely


    stunning. Would you like me to introduce Ms. Nina to you, Mr. Gable? If the two of you have a baby, I''m


    sure that the child will be very pretty like me!”


    Bruce did not know whether tough or to cry at his daughter''s remarks. She really meant business


    when she said she wanted to find a partner for Bruce. “It''s veryte now. If you''re done eating, you


    should return to your room. Don''t let your mommy search high and low for you.”


    Just then, Amanda''s smart watch buzzed.


    “You''re fantastic, Mr. Gable. The moment you said it, Mommy calls instantly.” Astounded, she hopped


    down from the couch.


    “I''ll get going. Bye!” She waved at Bruce.


    “Bye.” He waved back while fixing his eyes on her. When she disappeared upstairs, he felt a void in his


    heart.


    Momentster, his phone rang. It was a call from Steven.


    “Mr. Faulkner, you ought to keep a distance with Ms. Rachford,” he said helplessly.


    “Jack''s bodyguard has been following Ms. Rachford and her children, watching their every move.”


    “I know. It''s just that I miss the kids so much.” A sweet smile crept up on Bruce''s face as he thought


    about Amanda''s cute face. “My daughter is so active and charming, just like Genevieve. She has the


    gift of the gab, and she speaks four foreignnguages at such a young age. She''s so soft and cuddly


    too.”


    Steven said under his breath, “No matter how much you miss them, you need to practice self-control,


    Mr. Faulkner. Otherwise, all of your efforts will be in vain once Jack discovers your identity.”


    Bruce sighed deeply. “I understand.” A whileter, he said, “I''ll leave in a bit.”


    He secretly wished that he could spend more quality time with his two children.


    The next morning, Amanda put on a yellow dress and skipped happily out of the room with Genevieve.


    While they were making their way downstairs, Amanda proposed an idea. “Mommy, can you give Mr.


    Gable a call and ask if he would like to join us for breakfast? Make sure to say that it''s my treat.”


    “He''s an independent adult. If he wants to eat, he will know where to find food for himself,” Genevieve


    said indifferently.


    Amanda lifted her head, looking curious. “Mommy, did Mr. Gable enrage you? That''s why you don''t


    want to see him?”