"Alright, alright, I get it. I've been guarding this empty house alone for so many years. Can't I just enjoy a rare moment of happiness and relaxation?"
Owen waved his hand carelessly as he spoke, then sat down on the chair. His smile slowly faded, replaced by a trace of worry.
Sigh... I wonder how my little Elena is doing now. Has she encountered any danger out there?
She's traveling alone… how can a father ever truly be at ease?
Letting out a long sigh, Owen walked over to the window and stared out at the dense forest beyond.
They say daughters grow up and drift away, but his little princess had barely started understanding the world, and she was already wandering far from home.
Raising a daughter truly wrecks a father's heart!
Ever since Elena left, his days had been filled with loneliness.
The damned system wouldn't even let him leave, restricting him to roam only the nearby mountains surrounding the small house.
