Five years later, I took the children from our orphanage to Zyberg for a charity dance competition. I never expected to run into
Daniel there.
During the competition, he sat on the judge’s panel, looking composed and serious. The moment he saw me, he froze.
I was just as surprised, but I quickly regained my composure.
Daniel’s eyes barely left me for the rest of the event. Even the cameramen seemed to notice something unusual.
The more I felt his gaze, the deeper my frown became. When the competition finally ended, I let out a long sigh of relief.
Seeing Daniel backstage afterward did not surprise me at all. He looked overwhelmed, his eyes shining with unshed tears.
He stared at me, his voice thick with emotion as he said, “Abby… I finally found you.”
It was as if he had used up all his strength just to say those words–his voice even trembled slightly.
I took a deep breath, stepped forward, and extended my hand with a polite smile.
“Thank you, Mr. Cooper, for supporting this charity event. You’re such a kind person–I’m sure good fortune will come your
way.”
I had already learned that this entire event was fully sponsored by the Cooper family.
Beyond that, Daniel had organized numerous charity projects over the years, all of which he personally oversaw. He had
genuinely done a lot of good.
Daniel was stunned by my tone.
He stared at me for a long time before finally speaking with difficulty. “Abby… do you have to hurt me like this?”
I sighed, not understanding why he was saying this.
“Mr. Cooper, you must be joking. We’ve been divorced for five years now. There’s nothing left to be hurt over.”
Daniel interrupted me, “We are not divorced. I never signed the papers.”
I frowned, genuinely surprised that he had never signed the divorce agreement after all these years.
Nonetheless, it did not matter.
We had been separated for over two years–legally, that counted as divorce.
Since we had run into each other, we might as well finalize it. When I suggested officially completing the divorce, Daniel refused outright.
“Abby, I will never divorce you. I know the truth now… that we once had a child. I was a bastard. I was the one who caused our
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child’s death. These past years, all the charity work I’ve done–it was my way of atoning for my sins.”
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“Abby, I had hoped that when I finally found you, you might forgive me… even if just a little, for all the good I’ve tried to do.”
