All of Ann's attention was focused on Nikki. Seeing the tear stains on Nikki's small face, Ann's eyes became even redder from pity and self-blame.
She wanted to take over her daughter and didn't have the time to pay attention to why Phillip had asked her the question, "Nikki is my daughter. Thank you for finding her for me."
Although Phillip already had a guess, his heart couldn't help but sink when he heard her answer. He avoided Ann's hands and kept Nikki in her arms.
"Did you say she is your daughter?"
His voice was low, and there was self-restraint mixed in it.
Ann sensed that Phillip's tone was strange, so she looked up at him and nodded with her lips pursed.
"Yes, Mr. Phillip."
Phillip fixed his eyes on Ann, as if he was looking for something from the expression on her face.
