Hearing their compliments, Nina smiled delightfully. “Not yet. We need to show Mommy. Let’s see if Mommy says he looks like Daddy.”
The three children agreed with Nina’s suggestion. “Yeah. Bring him to Mommy. Let’s see Mommy’s reaction.”
Yoda had a complicated expression, but he stood up cooperatively.
Kyle and Juan led him to Nicole’s bedroom and knocked on the door.
Meanwhile, Nicole lay on the bed while scrolling through pictures of Evan on her phone.
Hearing the knock on the door, she immediately kept her phone and opened the door.
And there she saw the face she dreamt of every day and night in front of her.
“Evan, you’re… You’re back?” She froze and stare at his face. Everything felt surreal, but she felt a tinge of happiness in her heart.
Seeing as how he was silent, she furrowed her brows and reached out, wanting to caress his face.
Suddenly, she heard the four kids giggling. Nicole stopped her hand in midair and lowered her gaze, noticing four little children squatting down on the ground while looking at her.
They chuckled. “Mommy, isn’t Nina so good at make-up? Did you mistaken Yoda for Daddy?”
Make-up?
Yoda?
Nicole woke up from her dreams as her eyes darkened and disappointment filled her heart.
He’s Yoda, not Evan.
Suddenly, Nicole was agitated and roared, “Who told you to make him look like this? Don’t ever put on make-up on his face! Your Daddy is Evan, not him!”
After shouting her words, tears gushed out of her eyes uncontrollably as she turned around and closed the door on them.
Her short-lived hope was destroyed once again.
The flurries of memories of her together with Evan flooded her minds, and she felt completely powerless against them, overwhelmed by emotions.
She murmured, “Evan, Nina can make him look like you, but your heart’s not here. I need you, only you. He’s not you. He’s not…”
Staring at the tightly shut door, a flicker of sorrow flashed across Yoda’s eyes as he clenched his fists subconsciously.
A look of shock appeared on Nina’s face. I’ve never seen Mommy so angry before.
I only wanted to show off my make-up skills, but I angered her instead.
She stayed silent because she couldn’t comprehend what she did wrong. Her whole being froze in place, but her tears begged to differ, trickling down her cheeks.
The other three children were surprised too.
Driven by her curiosity, Maya asked, “Doesn’t mommy miss Daddy? Why is she so angry after looking at a face so similar to Daddy’s?”
Both Kyle and Juan were at a loss for words.
They, too, couldn’t wrap their minds around this matter.
But Mommy said that we only have one Daddy. So, maybe she’s saying that no one can replace Daddy, and Yoda must not look like Daddy.
Yoda looked at the four confused kids and caressed their heads before typing on his phone: Your Mommy doesn’t like my face looking like your Daddy’s, so let’s remove the make-up.
After reading his message, Nina wiped her tears and led Yoda back to the bedroom before removing the make-up, which she spent a lot of time on.
Looking at Nina’s depressed face, Yoda reached out to caress her face gently and smiled at her.
Although Yoda’s face without make-up was frightening, Nina felt warmth in her heart, looking at his smile.
After calming herself down, Nicole realized she didn’t keep her emotions in check and snap at her kids. She immediately ran to Nina’s bedroom and apologized to her. “Mommy’s sorry, Nina. Mommy didn’t intend to do that.”
Nina felt wronged, but she shook her head fervently. “No, Mommy. It’s my fault. We only have one Daddy, so I won’t make someone look like Daddy with make-up anymore.”
“Nina.” Nicole hugged her daughter while deep down, she felt guilty and torn.
She couldn’t take it. Evan passed away recently, and there was someone else living in her house with her beloved’s face. This only made her heart ache.
But the kids won’t understand the pain I feel.
She reached out her hands and gently wiped off Nina’s tears.
Before she could completely wipe off her tears, Juan ran into the bedroom and said, “Mommy, grandpa, and grandma are here. Grandma says she wants to meet Daddy.”
