Chapter 1193 - 545: The Responsibility That Must Be Shouldered

Chapter 1193: Chapter 545: The Responsibility That Must Be Shouldered

If it were Steven from the past, at this moment, he would have already given up resisting and meekly accepted others’ help.

But this time, he suddenly lifted his head, his eyes burning with a near-obsessive flame, and gritted his teeth:

"But even so! I cannot give up on her like that!"

"Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I need to ensure she lives on."

"This is the last request from my wife... no, it doesn’t matter, it has nothing to do with my wife—this is what I must do as a father."

It is unrelated to anything else, no one can be used as an excuse.

This is the responsibility I must take on!

"I appreciate your help, even though I may never be able to truly repay you in this lifetime, but... please forgive me."

Steven knelt to the ground, deeply bowed his head, pressing it close to the earth.

"Please forgive my breach of promise."

"I... I now want to be a qualified father."

The pleading voice echoed in the cave, plunging their conversation into complete silence.

Steven had exhausted all his strength.

After a moment, Herbert, who had been silent for quite a while, finally responded.

["Ah, I see, I understand your determination now..."]

His tone seemed to have softened somewhat, no longer so cold, which made Steven’s heart somewhat relieved.

But the next moment, Herbert continued: ["However, because of this, I absolutely cannot agree to your request."]

"Lord Herbert! I..."

["Because, if you truly want to be a good father... then you should follow me now even more."]

["If she finds out that I watched you go to die alone, who knows how much she would cry afterward."]

"...What?" Steven was dumbfounded.

"She"?

Who would cry?

["Come on, I’ll take you to see your daughter."]

In Herbert’s voice, that layer of seriousness finally cracked, and a trace of uncontrolled smile flowed out.

After witnessing a father’s resolve, he no longer kept a stern voice but chuckled narrowly.

["Come, I’ll take you to see your beloved little Teresa~"]

Deng, ride the Ghost Flame with me.

I’ll take you to see your daughter.

???

Teresa!!?

This name exploded like thunder in Steven’s mind.

His entire body became rigid, his facial expression frozen into a giant question and exclamation mark.

The blood seemed to rush to the top of his head instantly and then suddenly recede, causing a dizzying feeling—an unreal sense of happiness.

"Wait!"

Steven almost shouted out, his voice becoming hoarse due to extreme shock.

His expression was completely chaotic, grabbing his hair and loudly questioning, "You’re saying you know about my daughter!!?"

In his chaotic mind, a blank space—how could Lord Herbert know Teresa’s name?!

["Yes, she’s called Teresa, isn’t that right? Is there some unique nickname?"]

"What! You, how do you know..."

Steven felt his mind completely tangled.

During his last separation from Herbert, he hadn’t told him his daughter’s name, so how could he possibly know her name... no, that’s not right!

Lord Herbert knows where Teresa is!!?

["You ask why?"]

Herbert chuckled, the laughter passing through an invisible connection and carried a mysterious meaning.

A mischievous thought flashed through his mind, deciding not to reveal the truth for the time being, but using a nearly teasing tone, he chuckled quietly:

["That’s because I... know everything."]

!!!

...

...

"By the way, where am I now..."

Awakened Teresa’s mind hadn’t fully turned yet, she subconsciously moved her fingers, and touched a piece of warm skin.

?

The texture of that skin was firm, there was a clear sensation of a steady and powerful heartbeat beneath.

??

Teresa suddenly froze, her pupils immediately dilated, only then noticing belatedly that she was curled up in a broad embrace, her cheek tightly pressed against the other’s chest, even her breathing was wrapped in the other’s warmth.

Moreover, it was clearly a man’s chest...

???

This shocking fact made Teresa’s entire body tense up; she suddenly raised her head—and saw a strand of familiar white hair.

Ah!

It’s Lord Herbert!

Upon realizing the other’s identity, Teresa’s tense body suddenly relaxed, feeling completely drained.

Fortunately, it’s Lord Herbert... wait!

How come it’s Lord Herbert!!?

What inconsiderate things have I done?

"Mmm!!?"

Her voice caught in her throat, as soon as a couple of syllables came out, she swallowed them back quickly, afraid to disturb him.

Because at that precise moment, she suddenly detected another presence, realizing she wasn’t alone with Lord Herbert.

There’s someone else here!

Gulp...

Teresa slightly raised her head, her gaze slowly moved, and she saw a scene that made her even more flustered.

On Herbert’s other side, Yunier, in the same posture, was leaning against Herbert, clutching tightly to Herbert’s arm, her breathing shallow, seemingly still asleep.

The two of them, one on each side, like two kittens relying on an adult, tightly nestled against Herbert.

?

Wait, what happened!!?

I, I, I...

What did I do before falling asleep!!?

Teresa’s cheeks instantly burned, turning red from the tip of her ears down her neck, her heart pounding so fast it almost burst out of her chest.

She instinctively wanted to retreat, but as soon as her body moved, Herbert’s arm gently wrapped around her.

He seemed to have sensed the movement of the person beside him, furrowing his brow slightly, but he didn’t wake up, just held them more tightly.