Chapter 900

Olivia turned around to look behind her. Claude was standing at the door, looking somber. She tucked her hair behind her ears, trying to hide her awkwardness. In a soft voice, she said, "He said no, but today was still good for me. I got to see Lucian up close and even talked to him." As she smiled, Claude noticed the sadness in it. He spoke calmly, "He loves Lucian. After all, he's his only son, even though the way he came to the world was unusual." It was the first time Claude had mentioned Lucian to her in all these years. Olivia fell silent, and Claude walked over to her, gently squeezing her shoulder. "He's doing great. It's enough just knowing that." She agreed silently. She had been telling herself the same thing for many nights. Yet, every night, she could hear a child crying out for his mother. No one understood her pain. She thought she would be okay when she saw Lucian, but the truth slapped her hard, even after so many years. Trying to hide her exhaustion, she fo