Chapter 127: Approval

"I acknowledge your abilities, but that doesn't mean I accept your feelings for my daughter," Yadil Fugesak said, then angrily walked away. Alma Aseyah stood up and walked over to Jeremiah Kenneth. She placed her hand on his wheelchair and began pushing him as she spoke. "You look a lot like your mother." "I met your mother when we were just five or six years old. We lost touch after she got married." "When I heard about her again, it was the news of her passing. I felt sorry." "She and your father protected you well. I hardly heard any news about you." "When your older brother passed away, we went to pay our respects, but we didn't see you there either." "We thought we were destined never to meet you in this lifetime. I never imagined we'd meet under these circumstances." Jeremiah Kenneth was taken aback and asked hesitantly, "No one ever told me I looked like my mother." Alma Aseyah laughed warmly and patted his head. "Your mother looked like your grandfather, but not exactly