Candace's breathing quickened and her chest heaved.
She sniffed, pursed her lips, and shifted her gaze.
Her old-looking face looked ferocious and unpleasant, but Timothy didn't look away. He continued to look at her appearance and recalled her beautiful looks from the past.
At that time, she was as beautiful as a fairy, with a graceful figure and a gentle face, which was soul-stirring.
But now, she was very ugly and old.
She was no longer the same as she used to be.
At this moment, he felt somewhat despicable. In order to get a real answer, he had said these words to her so tenderly.
He couldn't even tell if this was him taking advantage of her to get the answer he wanted.
He told himself that he was doing this for the sake of his daughter, but honestly, for some reason, he didn't even know whether it was the truth or not.
He felt that there was a bit of darkness in his heart, and that he was not being frank enough.