"Why don't you look very happy? Are you really okay now?"
She was actually really worried about Trenton Smith.
His love for Norris Moore was just too deep.
Such love made living in this world alone after Norris's death a cruelty.
It was like a complete circle that lost its other half, always appearing incomplete.
She always feared that Trenton Smith wouldn't make it. In London, she would often chat with him for no particular reason, but although he seemed normal, his whole being lacked vitality.
But now that Norris was back, why didn't he seem too happy?
Tilly Flower felt that Trenton really needed to see a psychologist.
Trenton leaned his head on his hand and let out a tired sigh, "Tilly Flower."
"Hmm?"
"She's pregnant."
Tilly Flower looked up at him.
"It's my child," his voice was so soft Tilly Flower could barely hear him, "It's our second child."
