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Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 597
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Chapter 597 With every step Jason took, the tears in his eyes increased.

His dark and deep eyes were already covered by the tears when he cto stand d before the girl.

It was said that men did not cry easily, but the small face before Jason had touched the softest string in his heart, Jason could not control his emotions The pain and torture he had experienced in the past five years had becminiature images that kept replaying in his mind.

It was a dark past that Jason did not even dare to recall.

Now that he had finally grabbed onto a life-saving straw and desperately wanted to escape the torture of loneliness, how could be maintain his usual calmness! She was his daughter, a treasure he had dreamed of for countless nights.

Now, she was standing in front of him alive. Her dark eyes and narrow eyes resembled his.

He could dote on Britney, let alone his daughter.

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When Sweety saw the tears in the handsman's eyes, a trace of confusion flashed across her eyes. Search the (Find)website on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

Is the handsman scared to tears by Tiko, the Tibetan mastiff? wondered Sweety.

She turned her head and glared at Tiko. The poor Tibetan mastiff, about three feet tall, hurriedly lay back down after bring stared at by its little master Sweety looked at the handsman again. Her small lips were slightly open as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound.

Helpless, she could only gesture with her hands. – [Sir, don't be afraid. Tiko is a good dog. It doesn't bite.] Jason looked at her flailing hands in a daze and did not react for a minute.

"Why doesn't my daughter speak but gesture with her hands? Jason was puzzled.

It took seven or eight seconds for him to react in surprise. He looked at the little guy who only reached his thigh in disbelief.

'She can't speak' Could she be..

A terrifying thought flashed through Jason's mind, and his body began to tremble violently "No. That's impossible! How can my daughter be a deaf-mute? As far as Jason knew, the Wilson Group's ancestors had never had a deaf-mute descendant, so it could not be congenital Jason suppressed the panic in his heart, slowly squatted, and looked at Sweety at eye level.

Jason wanted to touch her delicate face but was worried he would scare her "Little kid may I know your name" asked Jason.

Sweety couldn't hear him but could probably tell what he was saying by his mouth move After a few seconds of silence, she gestured with her hands. (Mom said I can't tell my nto the strangers.] Jason closed his eyes.

If he had been hoping for a fluke just now, he had completely recognized the truth at that moment.

Indeed, the child could not speak and probably could not hear.

She was a deaf-mute.

How could she be like that? Sweety's spirits dropped suddenly when she saw the handsman close his eyes.

Does everyone dislike a deaf-mute? But I can't change anything! 2:28 PM d' d' Chapter 597 Jason sensed the change in Sweety's emotions and quickly composed himself.

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He heard the deaf-mutes were sensitive and vulnerable. He could not show any heartache or pity in front of Sweety. He could not show them even if his heartache or pity were a sign of love When Jason opened his eyes again, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Jason could not care less anymore. He suddenly reached out and hugged her small body, tightly embracing her.

Tim sorry. It's my fault for not letting you feel the voice of the world,' said Jason. ty was held so tightly in Jason's arms that she couldn't see the shape of his mouth.

Perhaps Jason had used too much strength and hurt her, so she subconsciously struggled.

How could Jason let Sweety go? Eating sof his s After he wrapped Sweety in his arms and buried his head in her neck.

Sweety the warm liquid spreading on her skin.

Was he cryings Thrs, a scolding voice cfrom the direction of the main house. “L.

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