Silvia pouted and pretended to be dissatisfied. "Dad, if you continue to show off in front of me, I will ignore you."
Kurtson was amused by Silvia's cute expression that he laughed and said, "But you're not single, are you?"
"Who says I'm not?" At that time, Silvia had not officially dated Felix yet.
Looking at Silvia's blushing face, Kurtson teased her, "I'm guessing that Felix will ask you out to ski in a while. Are you sure you're still single?"
"What does Felix asking me out to ski have anything to do with me not being single?" Silvia clearly understood her father's meaning, but because she was shy, she pretended not to know. More importantly, Felix had not confessed his love to her. She was not sure if he was just treating her as a sister.
Kurtson smiled and said, "Don't you like Felix?"
"Of course I like him!" Silvia answered right away.
"So, what's your concern now?"
"But..."
"But what?"
"I'm not sure if Felix feels the same." Silvia could see that Felix doted on her and cared for her, but still, she was worried that her feelings were not mutual.
"Silly girl, if Felix doesn't like you, why is he so nice to you? Sometimes I even feel that he treats you better than I do." As a father, Kurtson was reluctant to give her daughter away to another man. Kurtson regarded Felix as his future son-in-law because he could see how much Felix cared for Silvia.
It was Kurtson's biggest wish that Silvia could find a man who loved her more than he did.
"Dad, do you really think so?"
"If you don't believe me, you can ask him later."
"He didn't say he is coming today," said Silvia.
"Ding, ding, ding."
As they were talking, Silvia's phone rang. Seeing that it was Felix calling, Silvia's face turned red instantly. "Dad, it's Felix."
"See, I've told you so."
"He's just calling. It doesn't mean he's asking me to go skiing together."
In truth, Silvia knew right away that Felix was calling to ask her out for skiing at the east side. It was how they spent the first day of snow every year without fail. It was as if this had become a tacit agreement between the two of them.
Kurtson said, "Answer the call and ask him then."
Silvia quickly answered the phone. "Felix..."
"Silvia, it was snowing last night. Did you catch a cold?" said Felix with a voice as warm as sunshine.
Beaming, Silvia replied, "The heater was on, so it wasn't cold."
"If it's not cold, why haven't you gotten out of bed at this time?"
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