Chapter 797


    Chapter 797


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    She was starving too, and on top of that, she also had a bun in the oven.


    The kid was getting bigger by the day, so she had been eating more and getting hungry more often.


    Most old folks were all for kids with big appetites, and Dean and Alyssa were no different. They


    watched Ellinor chow down with nothing but love in their eyes, taking turns to pile more food onto her


    te..


    Alyssa handed Ellinor a chicken wing and suddenly noticed the way she was holding her fork. The old


    woman paused and looked up at Ellinor’s profile as her eyes flickered.


    The way Ellinor held her fork, with her thumb slightly upturned, was exactly how their great-


    granddaughter, Pearl, used to do it when she was little.


    She remembered how they had tried so hard to correct Pearl’s fork-holding technique, but they never


    quite managed.


    Alyssa felt a pang in her heart as she thought of Pearl, who had been missing for years.


    She looked at Ellinor, who bore some resemnce to her missing granddaughter, and her mind filled


    with doubt and spection.


    From the moment Alyssa firstid eyes on Ellinor, she thought the girl resembled Pearl, and their ages


    were even simr.


    People’s faces change as they age, but their demeanor and some habits often don’t.


    At first, Alyssa thought she was overthinking.


    But could this really be a coincidence? This kid not only resembled her granddaughter, Pearl, in


    demeanor, but even their fork-holding habits were the


    same!


    But Pearl had a distinctive mole in the middle of her eyebrows, which Ellinor didn’t have.


    As Ellinor put down her fork to sip her soup, Alyssa ventured to ask, “Ellinor, I just want to know a little


    about your family. You said your mom passed away. Is there anyone else in your family?”


    After hearing Grandma Alyssa’s question, Ellinor paused her soup-sipping, then replied, “No one else.”


    Dean thought it was rude for his wife to ask such questions, so he chided her, “Why are you asking


    things like that? Let the kid eat in peace!”


    Alyssa ignored her husband. She was too eager to confirm her suspicions. She looked deep into


    Ellinor’s face, “No one else? You mean you’re all alone?”


    Ellinor nodded, “Yeah, you could say that.”


    Alyssa asked again, “So, all your family members are deceased?”


    Dean discreetly kicked his wife under the table, signaling her to stop asking.


    Alyssa just nced at him, ignoring his warning.


    Ellinor took a sip of her soup, then answered calmly, “After my mom died, I was sent to live with a


    family in the countryside. But they didn’t like me, so they sent me to a convent.


    So, I grew up in a convent. And as for those people I call my ‘family’, most of them are still alive, but to


    me, we’re not emotionally connected. They’re like strangers; whether they’re alive or not doesn’t really


    make a difference to me.


    The ‘family’ she talked about, whether it was the Mendozas or the Howards, was all the same to her.


    She felt nothing for them.


    After he listened to Ellinor describe her upbringing, Dean felt a surge of sympathy, “Poor kid, you had it


    rough growing up. But don’t worry, you’re wee to call this ce home if you want.”


    Ellinor put down her bowl and had a warm and peaceful smile on her face as she said, “I appreciate


    your kindness. I’m doing well now; I have friends and a loved one, and I’ve built a small family of my


    own