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She did not even find him familiar.
Unable to recognize the man, she asked mindfully, “Mr. Williams, is this... your relative?”
Shaking his head, Zeke said, “No. Take a closer look.”
Emma carefully studied David, who was extremely nervous, as though he were a student taking an exam.
He truly hoped his daughter could recognize him. That way, he would feel less guilty.
Sadly, reality had smacked him on the face.
After studying David for some time, Emma finally shook her head. “I'm sorry but I don't know him. Is he someone I
know?”
David was instantly filled with remorse. “Emma, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have left you when you were so young. And
now you don't have a single memory of me. I... I'm not worthy of being your father.”
What?
Emma stiffened as she stared at David in disbelief. “Y-You're my father? You're David Jones?”
David nodded. “Yes, my dear. I'm back.”
How... How is this possible?
The news hit her too suddenly that she found it hard to accept. She glanced at her father in the picture and then
shifted her gaze to the real person.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter doing that several times, she could finally confirm that he was her father. That man... He's back!
Two streams of hot tears rolled down Emma's cheeks. “Dad...”
The words were on the tip of her tongue, yet she could not bring herself to utter them.
Right then, Zeke stood up and smiled. “Well, we shall not interrupt your reunion. Ares, let's go.”
“Hold on.” Madeline grabbed his hand, stopping him in his tracks. “Mr. Williams, you've got to have a meal with us
before you leave. You're our family's saint, our savior. Oh my goodness, I honestly don't know how we should thank
you—”
Hearing that, Emma quickly wiped her tears and asked, “Mr. Williams, you're the one who brought my father back
as well?”
Zeke nodded.
Without any hesitation, Emma bowed to him. “Mr. Williams, thank you so much. You've rebuilt our family—”
Zeke helped her up hurriedly. “Don't worry about it.”
“Mr. Williams, my mom is right. We really don't know how to repay you for all that you've done. So, please stay back
for a meal and let us treat you. Otherwise, we'll feel really bad,” Emma said.
Sasha chimed in, “That's right, Mr. Williams. Please don't turn down such a kind gesture. Come on, stay back and
have a meal. Besides, Amelia missed you dearly. If she finds out that you came back and left without seeing her,
she'll be heartbroken.”
Now that she had brought up Amelia, Zeke had no other option but to nod his head. “Okay. Then we'll have a meal
before we leave.”
Meanwhile, David's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Emma. “Amelia is...”
Emma quickly explained, “She's your granddaughter.”
David's face instantly glowed with joy, and he grinned from ear to ear. “That's great news. I can't believe I'm
actually a grandfather now. Oh, by the way, how old is Amelia?”
“Five years old.”
“Thank goodness!” David let out a sigh of relief. “She's still young. You were about that age when I left you.
Madeline, Emma, I'll make up for all the losses by taking good care of her.”
After giving her father a hug, Emma said, “Mr. Williams, please take a seat and enjoy your tea. I'll prepare the meal
now. Uh... Dad, I'd like to eat your signature braised meatballs.”
“Sure. I'll make it for you,” David answered.
With that, the family of three entered the kitchen and got busy.
Meanwhile, Zeke and the others waited in the living room, sipping their tea.
Brantley, on the other hand, had a bitter smile as he watched the blissful family from afar.
David was a lucky man since he had his family and even a granddaughter to keep him company when he came out
of the secret realm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSadly, Brantley did not get to enjoy the same things. His wife had died long ago, while his son was not his own.
He practically did not have any relatives in the world anymore.
Emma quickly axplainad, “Sha's your granddaughtar.”
David's faca instantly glowad with joy, and ha grinnad from aar to aar. “That's graat naws. I can't baliava I'm
actually a grandfathar now. Oh, by tha way, how old is Amalia?”
“Fiva yaars old.”
“Thank goodnass!” David lat out a sigh of raliaf. “Sha's still young. You wara about that aga whan I laft you.
Madalina, Emma, I'll maka up for all tha lossas by taking good cara of har.”
Aftar giving har fathar a hug, Emma said, “Mr. Williams, plaasa taka a saat and anjoy your taa. I'll prapara tha maal
now. Uh... Dad, I'd lika to aat your signatura braisad maatballs.”
“Sura. I'll maka it for you,” David answarad.
With that, tha family of thraa antarad tha kitchan and got busy.
Maanwhila, Zaka and tha othars waitad in tha living room, sipping thair taa.
Brantlay, on tha othar hand, had a bittar smila as ha watchad tha blissful family from afar.
David was a lucky man sinca ha had his family and avan a granddaughtar to kaap him company whan ha cama out
of tha sacrat raalm.
Sadly, Brantlay did not gat to anjoy tha sama things. His wifa had diad long ago, whila his son was not his own.
Ha practically did not hava any ralativas in tha world anymora.
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