Deep love: insatiable lover

Before boarding the plane, Dylan looked reluctantly at his lovely daughter. He could not have left his daughter alone in the countryside if he had not feared that his hopes would end in such a cruel disappointment for Cecilia.

He could not help kneeling down and giving Cecilia a warm embrace.

-Candy, wait till papa comes back.

-I will.

Cecilia reached out to hug her daddy and gave him a particularly solemn kiss on the cheek.

-Good luck, Papa.

Even though he knew his daughter was giving him her blessing because she thought he was going abroad on business, he automatically took it as a sign of good luck on her part, good luck in finding the most important person in their hearts.

Time waits for no one.

Dylan finally lets go and takes his daughter’s hand and hands it to Lucas.

He gives her a taciturn look of implied warning. Telling him to make sure Candy was taken care of.

-Don’t worry, I won’t let the girl starve to death even if she does.

Lucas said with a sincere look on his face, though his assurance was somewhat inexplicable.

Dylan gave his daughter one last smile and turned to stride away.

The long legs took two or three steps away from the person next to him in a single stride, and he soon disappeared at the gate. As the plane took off, Lucas bent down to pick up Cecilia and gave her soft cheeks the kiss he wanted.

-Come on, Princess Candy, go home to Papa Lucas.

-It’s Uncle Lucas.

Cecilia frowned, with extra serious emphasis.

-Okay, Uncle Lucas.

Oops, she thought she could get the girl to call him Papa Lucas.

What a pity.

Fate always likes to take a turn when we expect it, and it likes to disappoint and even despair when we are full of hope, with coldness and despair.

But as long as you don’t give up, as long as you keep your heart, one day what you hope for, what you want to hope for, will come.

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The private jet pulled into the airport in the city where Vanessa had stopped and Dylan stepped off with a stern face, followed by his respectful bodyguards and assistants. Amidst the crowd, heading towards his hopes.

Vanessa.

Sitting in the car, Dylan muttered Vanessa’s name silently in his mind.

To him, these two simple words were more precious than anything that existed in this world, the sweetest thing of all, a treasure he couldn’t help but feel an unquenchable love for at the mere thought of it.

Would his heart, empty and silent for more than three years, soon be filled?

He didn’t know, but he was sure that no matter how much time passed, the most important presence missing from his heart would appear in the position he had been waiting for, and then it would be filled. From then on it was an adjustment, the most fitting and joyful.

-Sir, we are here.

The driver’s reminder brought Dylan out of his thoughts and he looked out the car window at the restaurant in front of him.

It was the restaurant Lucas had spoken of, the one where he seemed to have met Vanessa by chance.

Even though he knew it was unlikely that he would be lucky enough to meet his treasure here again after all this time, Dylan couldn’t resist the urge to come and sit here. It was as if, by coming to where she had been, he could feel her presence and ease the longing that had been building up for months.

-There’s no need to follow me.

At a time like this, Dylan didn’t want the bodyguards following him.

He got out of the car and headed for the restaurant ahead of him.

Domestic, Pacifica City.

It was the first time Cecilia had spent the night at Lucas’s house, but the children’s room in his chalet, which had been specially set up to look exactly like her own bedroom, mitigated Cecilia’s discomfort and slight dread at being in someone else’s house.

She liked Uncle Lucas even more.

-Candy, are you up?

Lucas turned at the sound of movement and smiled softly at the sight of Cecilia, who had already washed and dressed.

-Mmm. I slept well last night, thanks to Uncle Lucas.

-Did you? I’m glad you slept well, Uncle. Come on, let’s have breakfast.

-Okay.

Cecilia put her hand in Lucas’s and walked with him to the dining room. The table was full of Cecilia’s favourite breakfast foods, which were nutritious and beautifully coloured.

-Come on, let’s eat so we can go to school. Uncle Lucas has to go to a seminar on short notice today, so he’ll arrange for a driver to pick you up at the kindergarten, is that okay?

-No problem.

Cecilia nodded, being especially nice.

-Hmm. The uncle will have spoken to your teacher in advance and will wait until after school to take you to the car. When you get on the bus, call the guy on the driver’s phone and let him know you’re safe on the bus, okay?

-Okay.

-That’s a good boy.

The more Lucas looked at Cecilia, the more he liked her, and the more he wanted to take her as his daughter.

But only in his mind, of course.

If he dared to do anything about it?

There would be no more Lucas in the world.

After breakfast, Lucas drove Cecilia to school himself and watched her walk into the school with her little backpack before getting into the car and driving away.

Afterwards, the car had to be driven at rocket speed to meet the deadline, and naturally there were plenty of tickets along the way.

-I can’t believe we had to run to Pacifica City for another one when it was clear it was over. Enough of these drunken academic maniacs.

Lucas muttered depressingly to himself, and just as he finished speaking he bumped into an approaching Alonso.

What a coincidence, he thought.

-Mr. Alonso?

-Mr. Lucas.

Another encounter.

It couldn’t be otherwise, both gentlemen were medical aficionados, and both were the best in their respective fields.

After a nod, the two headed for separate chambers and parted in the corridor.

No one was bothered by such an interruption.

The seminar was just a discussion of cases and some PowerPoint presentations, but sitting through the whole morning was exhausting. Not to mention the fact that it was an impromptu addition to the programme.

There was only an hour break at lunchtime, including the lunch break, and then it was time for another round of meetings.

It was already time to finish Cecilia’s school, and the old teacher who spoke would not stop, and was accompanied by two other authorities who had not spoken.

Obviously unsure about leaving Cecilia alone, he simply took out his phone and sent a message.

He instructed the driver to drop Cecilia off here, just in time for us to go to dinner when he finished.

Only when Cecilia’s side was settled did Lucas feel completely at ease and eager to continue listening.

The two cameras were supposed to finish at the same time, but unfortunately a teacher on Lucas’ side noticed a problem and delayed it a bit.

The result was a chance encounter between Cecilia and Alonso.

Alonso’s pupils closed unconsciously when his eyes met the pretty and charming Cecilia.

He knew her!

To be precise, he knew this face when he grew up.