Park Anya slowly walked to the door. She was only a step away from Jordan and Park Sora.
The familiar fragrance of wood and ambergris assaulted Jordan's nose again. Although she was dressed simply, she still looked extremely noble.
Just like that, Jordan observed her curvy body at close range. Her delicate skin made his heart ache.
In the huge city of Seoul, Park Anya was the only exception.
Such a beauty, such a unique aura and such a proud personality died at such a young age.
Jordan looked at Park Anya and could not help feeling extremely regretful. He regretted killing her back then!
"Why did I kill her?!"
Recalling the tragic scene of Park Anya lying in Jordan's arms in the Syrian valley, Jordan couldn't help crying when he saw her face.
Park Sora's height only reached Jordan's chin. She suddenly felt water droplets on her hair. She looked up and realized that it was Jordan's tears.
Jordan's tears instantly healed Park Sora's sadness. She was very touched to see that Jordan loved her mother as much as she did. She knew that he must regret killing her mother.
Cheon Ji-hoon walked over and looked around. "There's no one. Madam, did you hear wrongly? Your bodyguard might have passed by."
Park Anya nodded cautiously. She was also sure that no strangers had broken in anywhere.
"It's snowing."
Park Anya looked out of the window at the snow gradually falling from the sky.
It was obvious that she liked snow very much too.
Cheon Ji-hoon said happily, "Madam loves snow the most. Are you still taking Sora to Hokkaido this year?"
When Park Sora heard this, she walked over and jumped up and down. "Yay, it's snowing. We can have a snowball fight with these stupid bodyguards later, hahaha."
Park Anya placed her hand on Park Sora's face and smiled. "Let's go back and eat first."
The three of them turned around and left. Jordan and Park Sora were relieved that they were not discovered.
"I was so childish."
Park Sora commented softly to herself from three years ago.
Jordan wiped his tears. "You're being childish now too."
Park Sora stepped on Jordan's foot. "Hmph!"
Soon, Park Anya finished cooking dinner and the cake was ready. The family of three sat together, and Park Sora began to blow out the candles and make a wish.
Looking at this warm scene, Park Sora, who was at the door, said softly, "Jordan, can you give me permission to use the Time Gate in Malta? I want to come back and visit my mother when I have time. Don't worry, I definitely won't do anything rash and won't disturb the timeline. I just want to see her. Oh my god, she's so beautiful. She can maintain such a perky butt after giving birth for so many years because she often practices yoga. She worked so hard to maintain her figure, but you destroyed it just like that. I hate you, you baddie."
Although Park Sora was scolding Jordan again, Jordan could sense that her hatred for him was no longer the same as before.
Jordan said softly, "Okay."
The snow was getting heavier. Soon, the courtyard was covered in a layer of white.
After Park Sora finished eating, she did not continue to stay with Park Anya and the others.
"Mom, I'm going back to my room to play games."
Park Sora put down her bowl and chopsticks and left in a hurry.
Park Anya warned, "Don't meet random people in your game. Remember that you cannot meet the netizens in real life, do you hear me?"
"I know, I know!" Park Sora replied impatiently.
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