A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 217

As the moon hung high, casting its silver glow through the window, Logan crept towards Orson’s room, nudging the door ajar just enough to peer inside. Through the sliver of space, he caught a glimpse of Orson, spectacles perched on his nose, in the midst of a video call with someone Logan couldn’t quite make out.

The only thing he could discern was a particularly melodious female voice emanating from the screen.

“Örson, we’ve been together for ages now. Can’t you just marry me already?”

“Us? Together? Since when?”

“Have you not been with me these past two years?”

Orson adjusted his glasses, his handsome, expressionless face as stoic as ever. “Sorry, I didn’t realize we were dating.”

“Are you freaking insane? What’s so great about those silly games? How can you just ignore me after all the time I’ve wasted on you?”

Orson remained as impassive as a block of ice. “Did I ever ask you to waste your time on me?”

The girl on the screen’s eyes began to well up, her voice breaking, “Orson, you can’t treat me like this…”

Her words trailed off as she caught sight of something, “Orson, why is there a kid behind you?”

standing at the door, looking lost and forlorn. “Uncle Orson, did I interrupt

to the screen. Logan glanced at the screen, taking in the sight of the rather pretty girl on the other end. However, Orson, holding Logan close, told her, “Sorry, I can’t marry you. I have a

pick up on the cue, chimed in with an impromptu shout, “Daddy!”

with straight faces, leaving the girl sobbing on the other side, “How could you do this to me? Do you know how much

You two would drive a man to his grave with your

nuisance, don’t you?” the girl flared up, “I’ll go to your mom and she’ll set you straight! Mark my words, you’ll marry me whether you like it or not! There’s only one Mrs. Crowe, and

rather spend a lifetime with a guy than with

Orson promptly ended the call, then patted Logan on the cheek. “Thanks

“Was she one of your

rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Something like

but gossip, “Haven’t you ever thought

“Nope. Gaming

Orson, you’ll never get a girlfriend with that

for once. “Are you

onto Orson’s lap and smiling. “Mom was

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