Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Chapter 1200 - 1239: Is Love Deep or Shallow

"Daddy is going to kiss mommy?" the little one asked.

"No." Mabel Quinn suddenly pulled her arm out of Kyle Kinston’s grasp, squatted down and said to her daughter, "Mommy will do your homework with you. It’s just that mommy hurt her foot, but doing homework won’t be tiring. Look, Ivy, how about you help mommy bring out the cushion from the room? Mommy will be more comfortable sitting."

"Okay." The little one immediately headed to the bedroom.

Only then did Mabel straighten up, looking at Kyle Kinston, "Mr. Kinston, if there’s nothing else, please leave. If you want to see Ivy again, you can call ahead to make an appointment next time. But other than that, I think there’s no need for us to meet."

"Mabel Quinn, must you reject me every time?" His voice was squeezed through clenched teeth.

"Yes, because no matter what you do, I will reject you time and again. Because not loving is not loving. Even now, your so-called desire to be with me is only because you know we were once in love, but you don’t have the memory of those feelings, do you? Forgetting means that perhaps your love for me wasn’t that deep. Mr. Kinston, you don’t need to waste your time on me anymore. I’m not interested in you." Her rejection was cold and indifferent.

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Was it because he didn’t love deeply enough that he forgot? No, his body felt otherwise; she was almost like a drug to him, and in front of her, he was nothing but an addict.

Earlier, just being close to her, smelling her scent, made him lose his mind and become intoxicated, even forgetting the presence of the little one in the room.

What exactly happened between them in the past? Dorian could indeed tell him some general things, but not the specific details of their interactions.

And now, he had an urgent yearning—for his memory to return. Perhaps only then could he know what their love was like back then.

His head seemed to start aching slightly again, just like after the memory of her flashed through his mind earlier.

Was it she who fell in love with him first?

And how did he later come to love her? Was it only because of fate that he loved her, or was there something else?

Kyle Kinston raised his hand, gently rubbing his temple, instructing the driver in the front to drive.

Not far outside the neighborhood, a car was parked. Francine Howards sat inside, watching Kyle Kinston’s car drive away, her eyes revealing a sullen expression.

After little Katherine Quinn came out of the bedroom, she didn’t see Kyle Kinston. From her mommy, she learned that the newly recognized daddy had left, but she didn’t fuss or clamor for daddy. To her, daddy was still quite unfamiliar.

Mabel Quinn started doing kindergarten parent-child homework with her daughter. The doorbell rang, and Mabel opened the door. Seeing Francine Howards at the entrance surprised her a bit, as it seemed that in recent days, one by one, old friends and rivals had all come.

"Not going to invite me in to sit?" Francine Howards gave a faint smile, posing a peaceful demeanor.

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