Chapter 450 That Familiar Face

"Ha-ha, Uncle Harris, you are so humorous."

When Enrique arrived at the door, the door was not closed. He heard that woman sound without seeing
her face. The woman's chuckle and the happy voice of his dad came through. Enrique frowned. In fact,
he did not object that his dad found a new wife. If they were at the same age, he would be happy to see
it.

After all, his mom had been gone for so many years, and his dad had never married any woman, which
made Enrique firmly believe that his dad loved his mom deeply. He didn't doubt his dad feeling even
when his mom had been killed and his dad had strongly opposed to his pursuit of the murderer.

Some time ago, he had also revealed his true feelings. As long as his dad liked, he could find a wife for
himself. After all, he was old now, there should be someone by his side, even if Albert and Gavin were
by his side, even if his two grandsons and daughter-in-law were by his side. In fact, Harris always felt
lonely.

If that's the case, he would support his dad in finding a wife. But when he just arrived at the door, he
heard a young lady's voice. From her voice, she might be a little younger than Teresa. Enrique
frowned. If she was a young girl... Well, he was not sure what kind of mentality the other party had.
Nowadays, women in the society, especially young women, all wanted to be with a rich man.

"Dad, everyone is waiting for you downstairs for dinner."

Enrique thought it was time for him to have a good talk with his dad. He pushed the door and
interrupted the conversation between the two people inside. Harris turned around. However, when
Enrique saw the surprised woman on the bed, he froze and his eyes were a little red.

At first, Lydia felt bored watching TV and eating in her room. Fortunately, it seemed that Harris was too
lonely, so he wanted to have a chat with her. Lydia suddenly found that Harris was humorous.



They chatted for a whole day and she suddenly realized that if the gentle and deep male voice at the
door hadn't interrupted them, maybe the two of them hadn't known it yet. When Lydia raised her head,
she saw a very handsome man. That man was so handsome that Lydia's eyes had never been moved
away from Enrique. And so did Enrique. His eyes had never moved away from Lydia. She really did
look like her. No wonder... No wonder, his father...

In the dining room, Albert's face darkened. Harris and Enrique had gone too far. Why didn't they come
downstairs for dinner? How long would they wait? Brain pursed his lips. He was really hungry. He had
only eaten a little at noon, and till now. However, Bruce didn't show any sign of hunger at all.

"Dad, Uncle Gavin, if you are hungry, let's eat first."

"Then let's eat first. There is no reason for us to wait so long."

Teresa looked in the direction of the guest room and wondered who the woman was? Even Enrique?
But after a while, Enrique came back with a strange look on his face. He took a look at Teresa.

"Dad, Uncle Gavin, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Let's eat."

Albert took a meaningful look at Enrique and drank up the red wine beside without saying anything.

"Dad, don't drink too much."

"Gavin, have you finished your dinner? Let's have a talk with Harris."

Gavin also seemed to be preoccupied. The two of them stood up at the same time and walked towards
the guest room. Enrique didn't raise his head and say anything. Teresa frowned. They didn't tell her
what had happened, but she was worried about it. Suddenly, she found that the whole family, except for
Brain and Bruce, were all strange.

"Daddy. Mommy. Brain and I have finished our dinner. Enjoy yourself."



It seemed that Brain and Bruce had finished their meal politely and then walked towards the guest
room slowly. Teresa pursed her lips and thought, 'Well, seems like I'm the only one who's normal?'

"Have you finished? Go for a walk in the garden with me?"

Enrique suddenly said. Teresa nodded and put down her chopsticks. The garden in the evening was
special, but it would be better if there weren't so many mosquitoes. Thinking of this, Teresa raised her
head and looked at the absent-minded Enrique. Although she didn't want to care about his mood,
something was really strange. Since that girl came, they had become so strange that she had to ask.

"Well, father and others have been very strange these two days, especially father. He has
accompanied that girl in the guest room for breakfast, lunch and dinner. My dad has been very irritable
these two days, and Uncle Gavin is always worried."

"Teresa."

"Hmm?"

Teresa turned around, but was pulled into the arms of Enrique. He held her so tightly that she even
couldn't breathe. It hurt so much. It was too tight.

"Don't say anything. Just let me hold you like this for a while."

Teresa felt Enrique was helpless at the moment, like a child. She had known him for so long, either as
a smiling tiger, or as cruel and terrible as a fierce tiger. Even when he was sick, he had never shown
such a side. It seemed that right now he needed to rely on the people around him to give him courage.

"Is there something wrong with that girl?"



Hearing Teresa's words, the body of Enrique froze, but he didn't answer. She didn't know how long they
had hugged each other in the garden, but she knew that her legs must have been bitten by
mosquitoes, itching but she was unable to scratch. She couldn't even move. She was afraid that if she
moved, Enrique would annoy her.

"That girl is fine. Be good to her and treat her as family. Well, let's go back."

Enrique let go of Teresa. He was so gentle today that Teresa even doubted whether this man was
Enrique or not. However, Enrique asked her to treat that girl as their family? Teresa looked up at the
sky. Did she guess wrong? In fact, Lydia was the illegitimate daughter of Harris?

If it was true, it was totally understandable. For example, why did Harris protect Lydia all the time?
Because she was his daughter who had been missing for many years and she was even hit by his
grandson by a car, he felt sorry for her. His daughter had been wandering outside for so many years.
He felt sorry for her for the pain on her body.

So, in fact, Lydia was the illegitimate daughter of Harris?


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