Lost in You novel Chapter 69

The father Ella is talking about is Morley, and I told Ella that he would be her godfather.

Even I know James would misunderstand it, I am not going to explain.

James stands up and grins coldly, "I have a poor memory."

I think he means that he provokes the woman who cannot be provoked.

"We have to go. Ella has to go to kindergarten." I say, holding Ella's hand.

I really don't want Ella to have anything to do with James. Even though Ella is his daughter, I hope he never knows.

"Miss Carl." James stops me and opens the door, "Please come in."

"What are you doing?" I don't step forward but look at him with some caution.

Ella looks at him curiously, "You are the handsomest uncle I have ever seen."

James smiles and says, "Who’s more handsome compared with your father?"

Is he asking for trouble? Or is he just trying to make himself uncomfortable?

"I know your husband has passed away." James says, "It is reasonable for me to pursue you."

"Really?" I look at him mockingly, "Then have you never done anything unreasonable?"

James' eyes gradually become cold, and my words must have made him think something else.

It I unreasonable for him to meet Carolina.

"Get in the car." James pulls me into the car, which is more domineering than before.

I don't know where he is going to take me to, so I can only sit carefully.

"Aren't we going to kindergarten today? It's great!" Ella applauds happily.

"We go to the playground today." James smiles kindly to Ella.

I say in a hurry, "Do you know what you are doing, Mr. James! I'm not a substitute for the woman you used to love! I still have a lot of things to do. Please stop it."

I am afraid Ella would have contact with him, and even more afraid that he would find out that Ella is his child.

"Mom, let the handsome uncle accompany us to play." Ella takes my clothes and begs me pitifully, "No one here knows me. I don't want to go to the kindergarten at all. Let's play for one day!"

I have no choice when faced with Ella's coquetry, and James becomes even prouder.

By the time we get to the playground, I can’t go back.

The Recreation City is Orlando’s property, so we have the privilege to go through the special channel. Ella jumps up and down happily.

"Uncle, I really like you. If you really are my father, it would be nice."

"Okay." James picks up Ella and puts her on his head.

Behind them, I suddenly feel an illusion.

Such a scene is a dream for me, as if we are a family and we have never been separated.

Ella is laughing, James is like a father, petting her and caring for her.

However, I can't make this happen, and I can't let James know Ella's true identity.

I spend the whole morning in a trance. I don’t know if I’m doing it right. It’s unfair to Ella, but for the future, I can only do this.

Do not blame me.

I look at them painfully and secretly wipe tears.

"What's the matter, mom?" Ella, who is still smiling, runs over immediately, “Is it because Ella didn't go to kindergarten today that mom is upset?" Her smiling face crumples and she looks at me anxiously.

I stroke her head and say, "Mom is fine, go to play."

James stands in the distance, I look at his figure and mutter, "How nice it would be if all this is true."

He stands there in the crowd, as if I have never seen him before.

Ella runs to him again, cheering, and James doesn't have the slightest impatience and picks her up, like many fathers do.

When I return, Ella falls asleep with exhaustion and collapses in my arms. James and I are speechless.

The car parks downstairs, I put Ella on the seat and open the door.

Unexpectedly, James gets out of the car first and opens the door.

But he is stuck in front of the car door and looks at me with a smile.

I am panicked and say, "Would you mind stepping aside? I'm going.”

James lowers himself, holding the door with one hand, "Carl, why did you cry?"

His eyes stare at me, as if he has seen through everything.

It turns out that he also found out, so I have to lie.

"I just thought of the child's father." I say.

“Keep your work clean, Carl, and don't let me catch you, or you're done." James snorts and runs his finger down my cheek. "You're good at doing this sort of thing, aren't you?”

"What are you doing? Please behave yourself!" I clap his hand away, "What the hell are you talking about? I don't know! I don't know what happened to the woman who was very similar to me, but I am sure that I'm not her. Don't you think of me as her." I say in disgust.

"But I just think of you as her, what can you do?" James kisses me directly.