The voice, gentle, soft, and tender, entered Ignazio's ears, sending strange vibrations throughout his body, causing Ignazio's heart to somehow race faster, and his eyes suddenly welled up.Ignazio averted his gaze, trying to hide the sudden feelings of emotion and guilt that he felt out of nowhere. Back then, when he left her, the girl's figure was still a small, red baby. Her head was no bigger than Ignazio's palm, and all the baby could do was cry loudly.The memory of the faint cries of that baby when he left without any feelings five years ago was vivid in Ignazio's mind."Sorry, Sir. I have to take Gianna to the bathroom," Olivia said, asking for permission as she quickly took Gianna into the penthouse, passing by Ignazio, who was still standing in his place.Ignazio paused for a moment, smelling the distinct fragrance of children mixed with Olivia's faint perfume as they passed. At the same time, Olivia also paused when she saw the familiar figure standing in the middle of the

FOR SOME TIME, they stood there still embracing. Ignazio's hands were still on Olivia's waist, while Olivia's hands were leaning against the chest of the man.Ignazio could feel the warmth of Olivia's body in the palms of his hands, and Olivia could feel the firmness of Ignazio's chest in her hands.They locked eyes for several seconds. At this close range, Olivia could see Ignazio's deep brown, almost black, eyes. His nose was small and pointed. His lips, hidden by a mustache and beard, were pink, indicating that he wasn't a smoker. The upper part was thin, while the lower part was thicker.The man's eyelashes were long, thick, and curly. His eyes were almond-shaped, neither round nor slanted, adorned with thick, naturally curved eyebrows, like a sculpture.Olivia struggled to swallow hard, gazing at the handsome figure in front of her.At the same time, Ignazio silently observed Olivia. The girl's skin was rosy white, clean without blemishes. Her nose looked perfect on her face. Her

"GIANNAA... DARLING." Ignazio softly called his daughter's name again. His lips, which had been sealed for so long, dared not utter that name. But now, he repeated it as if it were a mantra he had to memorize. "Forgive me, sweetheart. Forgive me, my dear." Ignazio spoke with quivering shoulders and tears that continued to fall. Gianna looked at Olivia with the typical puzzled gaze of a child, and Olivia responded to the unspoken question in those eyes with a smile. Olivia's hand lifted in a motion as if reciprocating a hug and stroking something. Gianna nodded and returned Ignazio's embrace, placing her little chin on his broad shoulder while gently patting Ignazio's back as if to comfort him. "I have forgiven you, Papa," Gianna said in her flat tone. "That's why, Papa, don't get sick again, so you won't leave me again." The child's complaint made Olivia, who was initially moved, burst into laughter. Ignazio seemed to be the same. His shoulders trembled, and Olivia heard a faint chu

IGNAZIO WOKE UP disoriented with the sense of time. For a moment, he suspected that he might be in a dream. How could he be in the room he had left years ago? But then he remembered that last night, without coercion and with a clear mind, he volunteered to escort Olivia and Gianna back to their parents' residence.Ignazio groaned. Why did he take such an impulsive action? Why didn't he think about the consequences of what he was doing? What should he do now? For the past five years, he had been running away. Instead of returning to apologize to his parents, he chose to hide. And now, for some unclear impulse, whether it was because of Gianna or Olivia, he found himself back at his parents' home. What should he do if he met his parents later? What explanation could he give them? What should he say to them? Could he face his parents without feeling ashamed or guilty after all the pain and disappointment he had caused?Gianna might be able to accept him and forgive him easily, but what a

Olivia almost arrived late to Kralligimiz. Somehow, during her journey, the car she was riding in suddenly got a flat tire in the middle of the road, forcing her to reluctantly order an online taxi to get to the office. Simon apologized multiple times and felt guilty about the situation, but what can you say—it's just bad luck.Upon reaching Lorraine's desk, Olivia was once again surprised when her boss suddenly introduced her to a tall, well-built, and attractive girl—quite sexy in Olivia's eyes—as her potential replacement. "Sabrina, this is Olivia. She'll be working with us here too," said Lorraine when introducing Olivia to her potential replacement.Olivia didn't want to admit it, but honestly, she felt uncomfortable with the judgmental look Sabrina was giving her. Was it just her imagination, or did her new colleague not like Olivia's presence there?Olivia also noticed the evaluating gaze Lorraine directed at Sabrina. From her observations, it seemed her boss wasn't entirely wi