From His Ex-Wife to the World's Most Sought-After Restorer (Jade and Hudson) novel Chapter 265

His nose was high and straight, his eyes sharp and commanding. He radiated a steady, overwhelming authority.

He was undeniably, flawlessly handsome.

Jade's confusion only grew.

"But I've never even met you."

A face like his, and eyes that specific shade of blue-gray... if she'd seen him before, she would have remembered.

"You haven't seen me," Bastian said, sitting up and pulling out his phone.

"But I've known you for a long time."

His long, elegant fingers tapped the screen before he held the device out to her.

"Look."

Jade leaned in. The photo showed a pale, fair-skinned little girl with two cute buns in her hair. She was being held by a woman with long, flowing hair and a gentle, serene smile. They were both beaming at the camera.

It was a picture of pure happiness.

"Mom..." Jade's tears fell without warning.

Her fingers traced the screen, outlining her mother's face.

She remembered this day. They'd gone to the mountains. After her mother died, Cindy had burned all the photo albums. Jade thought she'd lost every image she had of her.

How did Bastian have a photo of her as a child?

Before she could ask, a soft rustle reached her ears, and she felt a gentle touch at the corner of her eye. A hand was wiping away her tears.

She looked up to see Bastian holding a blue silk handkerchief, now stained with a dark spot of moisture.

"Don't cry. Your mother wouldn't want to see you like this."

"I know," Jade sniffled, staring at the photo with a desperate longing.

"Can you... can you send this to me later?"

Bastian nodded. "Of course."

He tucked the handkerchief away, waiting for her to find her footing.

Ten seconds later, Jade took a breath and turned to him.

"How do you have this? And why do you say you're my fiancé?"

Bastian paused, choosing his words carefully. "Both of those things are connected to your biological father—Joshua Boswell."

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