Chapter: 1547

Jonathan melted; there was no resisting his daughter's affection.

Bethany, watching from the side, visibly relaxed, her features softening as the tension between them eased.

Jonathan, however, avoided meeting her gaze. He carefully set Nola down and moved towards the door, his mind already on the day ahead.

But just as his fingers touched the handle, Bethany's hand suddenly reached out, gripping his tightly.

"Jonathan, hold on."