"Brother Nathan, you used to caress my hair when you saw me crying." Yvonne cried with hoarse voice. "But you didn't. You don't like me anymore."
Hearing her say such childish words, Nikita smiled and caressed her hair: "Still sad now?"
Yvonne suddenly smiled, rubbing gently on his chest: "Brother, you still like me, right?"
"Of course." Nikita said softly, "Yvonne, you are my sister, how can I not like you?"
"But I'm so afraid..." Yvonne bit her lip tearfully, looking delicate.
"Afraid of what?" Nikita looked down at her.
Yvonne looked at him, flushed with tears, and then looked at Patrick standing by. She said pitifully, "I'm afraid you all like Nikita, not me."
Nathan paused. After a while, he smiled, "How can that be?"
Patrick also caressed her hair. "Yvonne, don't think too much. You have lived with us for more than ten years. We always loved you. How can we not like you?"
"Well, I'm just afraid!" Yvonne wiped away her tears, looking clever and sensible. "I just think I don't seem to be of any use. When something goes wrong at home, Nikita can help. I can't do anything but worry."
"Dad, it's definitely because of me that sister Nikita wants to cut off from the family." Yvonne showed remorse, "In fact, it is me who should leave. It should be her home. I occupied her position, and she must be unhappy."
"You let Nikita sister move back to live. I...I can live in school."
Patrick looked at his daughter's miserable and wronged appearance. He suddenly made up his mind: "It's your home. You shouldn't go anywhere, but here."
"As for Nikita, since she is determined to cut off from us, we'd do her this favor. We could take the fact as we never had that daughter."
Yvonne frowned: "Dad..."
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