Zenon arrived at the location and parked his car, but upon seeing Christa with the woman, as per Valor's description, he did not immediately leave the car. Instead, he remained silent in the driver's seat, taking in the sight he had not seen for a long time—Christa laughing heartily until she leapt for joy, clapping her hands with the woman who was crouching behind the hood of the white vehicle, entertaining his daughter with shadow play.

Unconsciously, a faint smile graced his features as he observed the duo, while at the same time, he harbored a deep sense of sadness. The thought that he, as her biological father, was not the one causing her joy.

A ripple of surprise coursed through him, and his gaze intensified as he examined the woman's features more closely. A flash of recognition registered in his mind, and he swiftly identified your face—the very woman he harbored a deep hatred for, due to an attempted arranged marriage with you instigated by his mother that had nearly ruined his union with Amy.

On the other hand, you remain completely unaware that the little girl you accompanied was none other than Zenon's daughter.

You continued playing shadows, interlocking your fingers until they formed the silhouette of a camel.

“She's pregnant!” Christa exclaimed, pointing towards the shadow on the asphalt.

You looked up, a soft chuckle escaping your lips at Christa's amusing response. “What?”

“Because camels have humps!” she explained correctly.

You, who have heard the joke before, could not help but laugh.

Despite past tensions between you and Zenon, he pushed aside any personal grievances for the sake of his daughter. He stepped out of the car and moved closer to the duo.

Instinctively, you turned to the sound of approaching footsteps before standing up.

Zenon, unable to conceal his desire, met your gaze and stated. “I know you're shocked with who's talking to you right now. But please, can you make her laugh like that again?” His face expressed a plea.