---- Chapter 15 When my father opened the door and saw Melanie and me, the surprise in his eyes immediately bloomed. His mouth was wide open, unable to close for along time, and his expression seemed as if he had seen the most precious treasure in the world. "Grandpa!" Melanie called out in a crisp voice, her little face flushed with excitement. "Did you miss Grandpa, Melanie?" My father quickly crouched down and pulled Melanie into his arms, lovingly stroking her head. "Of course I missed you! Mommy said we'll be eating and drinking at Grandpa's house from now on." Melanie blinked her bright eyes, answering in a sweet voice, which made my father and me burst into laughter. The room was filled with a warm and joyful atmosphere. As night quietly descended, I gently coaxed Melanie to sleep, watching her serene little face with a heart full ---- of tenderness. After Melanie had fallen asleep, I quietly left the room, only to see my father sitting on the couch in the living room, his brow furrowed, looking troubled. When he saw me, he lifted his eyes to look at me, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Shannon, there are some things that are inconvenient to talk about over the phone. Now, can you tell me what's going on between you and Mike?" I took a deep breath and slowly sat down beside my father, telling him everything that had happened over the past few days, from the smallest details to the biggest. From the initial secret crush, to my father's reckless actions, to the various grievances and heartaches after marriage, and finally, the heartbreaking decision to leave. When I finished, I smiled bitterly and shook my head. "Dad, in the end, we were too headstrong. We made the wrong decision from the very beginning." ---- I slightly tilted my head and looked at the ceiling, trying to keep the tears in my eyes from falling. "Mike doesn't like me. You can't force love. I've tried, I've made efforts, but if his heart isn't with me, then I'll just leave it to fate." I paused for a moment, then turned to look at my father, my eyes filled with determination. "Anyway, I'm good at my job. You can put me in charge of any company here. With my abilities, earning a million or two a year isn't difficult, and it will be more than enough to support Melanie." My father listened to my story and sighed heavily. He kept sighing for a long time before murmuring, "It shouldn't have turned out like this. I clearly tested him back then, and Mike seemed to like you. How did things end up like this?" I didn't respond. I just quietly gazed at Melanie's sleeping face, a faint bitter smile on my lips. Maybe Mike did once have true feelings, or else, with his stubborn nature, he wouldn't have easily agreed ---- to marry me even if I had forced him with a knife. Inever doubted the existence of true feelings. It was just that true feelings were like the clouds in the sky, ever-changing, elusive, and hard to grasp. The next day, my father, known for his high efficiency, immediately took charge of Melanie's enrollment procedures. With his extensive network and resources accumulated over the years in the area, he successfully found the best-rated nursery with great teaching resources for Melanie. At that time, my father was deeply involved in the complex affairs of company share acquisitions. The tedious and tricky issues were overwhelming him, and he was exhausted. My arrival was undoubtedly a timely rain for him. Ihad excellent work abilities, enough to become his most capable assistant and help him shoulder his heavy burdens.