Kyle Kinston avoided talking about his daughter's illness, clearly not wanting to say more. Mr. May, being a sensible person, smiled faintly and said, "I don't think Jeremiah would find it bothersome. Even if she fainted in pain right in front of him, he would just walk away. To be honest, this is the first time Jeremiah has been this patient with a girl. It's destiny for these two children."
"Yes, destiny..." Kyle Kinston said softly, tightly holding Mabel Quinn's hand under the table. This is a destiny ordained by heaven, a bond meant to last a lifetime, never to part.
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Jeremiah May watched the two little ones doing their kindergarten homework. As a child, he followed his parents to war-torn countries, so he never had the chance to attend kindergarten, let alone do any homework.
Now, watching Harper Kinston and Levi Harris cutting flowers and grass from sheets and coloring them with bright watercolor pens, then pasting them onto white paper.
