All the joy and hope were extinguished at this mont.
Jas Grant looked into Evelyn Clayton’s eyes and found that there was no emotion in them, as if shrouded in a dense fog, making it impossible to understand what she was thinking.
The wound in Jas Grant’s heart that had never healed seed to begin bleeding again, "So, you’re telling this because the child already knows, knows that I am—"
He couldn’t continue.
Jas Grant knew that, in Evelyn Clayton’s heart, he probably didn’t have the right to be the child’s father.
"Yes, she knows." Evelyn Clayton’s voice was very soft, "Since the child was old enough to understand, I’ve always told her that her father works very far away and cannot co back to see her."
"To make her feel a sense of complete fatherly love, every year on her birthday, I would write letters in your handwriting and tone, wishing her a happy birthday."
Evelyn Clayton paused for a mont, seemingly with an apologetic tone, "I know it’s not right to use your na like that, especially without your knowledge, but after all, Sharon has your blood, and I couldn’t just make up a father for her out of thin air."
Sharon... Jas Grant slowly repeated that na in his heart, only to feel a bittersweet ache, as if there was hope but also endless sorrow.
"Sharon, which ’yu’ is it?" Jas Grant himself didn’t even notice his eyes filled with eagerness and anticipation.
Evelyn Clayton paused, "The ’yu’ from Mingyu, her full na is Sharon Sinclair, and she’s a very lovely and intelligent girl."
Jas Grant’s eyes heated up.
After a while, Jas Grant asked, "Did you let her take the Sinclair surna?"
Seeing Evelyn Clayton seed to frown, Jas Grant explained, "I didn’t an anything by it, just curious why, you didn’t let the child take your surna?"
"Because I’m now called Shannon Sinclair, and if it weren’t for the Sinclair family, Sharon would never have been born. The Sinclair family treats her as one of their own, completely loving her as a Sinclair child. I have no reason not to let her bear the Sinclair na."
Jas Grant’s hands gradually tightened.
He didn’t think there was anything wrong with that, he was just very sad.
How much had he missed?
Evelyn Clayton knew Jas Grant was feeling complicated, so she gave him ti to calm down.
After a while, Evelyn Clayton continued, "Sharon knows about your existence, soone at ho let it slip, and the child took it to heart—she really wants to et you, wants to know who her father is. Initially, I didn’t plan on letting Sharon know about your existence."
"But I felt I couldn’t hide it from her. So I told her the truth and also agreed to her request to see you."
Jas Grant’s heart leaped, he looked up incredulously at Evelyn Clayton, "You’re saying—I can et her?"
"Yes, you can. In fact, it’s your right." Evelyn Clayton remarked, her gaze deepening slightly, with a hint of an unspeakable warning in her words.
"But Jas Grant, if you have any thought of taking Sharon away, I would never agree."
Evelyn Clayton herself was very anxious.
Although Jas Grant now seed full of guilt and unease, even sowhat humble when speaking to her.
But Evelyn Clayton still didn’t want to take that risk.
A thought slowly ford in her mind.
"So, before you go to see her, I hope you can sign an agreent."
Jas Grant had anticipated as much, but still asked, "What agreent?"
"An agreent to voluntarily relinquish custody."
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