When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 999: Taking Care of You in Your Old Age

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Chapter 999: Chapter 999: Taking Care of You in Your Old Age

Adrian Lancaster just looked at her like that, clearly pained inside, but his gaze remained gentle, and his lips still tugged into a reassuring smile.

As long as she is well, everything is sunny.

"Faye, go have a look at Joy, I specially brought my daughter here today." His voice was incredibly tender, emphasizing the identity of the little girl.

Reminded to Faye Turner, her gaze slowly fell on the little treasure in her father’s arms.

Dressed impeccably clean, the little girl was not shy at all. Under the sunlight, her soft strands glimmered golden, emitting a noble aura.

Joy Lancaster’s black, bright eyes were like gemstones, looking around with endless curiosity and desire to explore.

Faye Turner walked towards the child, her heart immediately tied to the child, "Baby." She extended her hands, "Mommy hug." Carefully taking the child from the father’s hands.

Holding this adorable little one again, this time her mood was completely different from the last meeting.

Because the identification report was out, she is the child’s mother... this feeling, heavy and blissful.

The hardships and joys of ten months of pregnancy, she had completely forgotten.

The blood bond made her, even with loss of memory, kiss the little baby’s cheek, her heart full of apology and love.

Joy Lancaster loved to laugh, she started to call out again upon seeing her, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy..." Particularly unconscious, yet very touching.

The cute, milky voice stirred the people around.

Simon Xavier and his wife stood aside, Nathan Xavier also looked at the child, she was of The Xavier Family’s blood too, a spontaneous sense of closeness arose, all wanting to go and hug.

Joy’s face was rosy today, every time she smiled, it radiated with pure innocence and joy.

Here, only Teacher Gable’s loving gaze filled with yearning fell on Faye... Her face carried a smile, eyes glistening with tears.

Though changed in appearance, she could recognize her at a glance, she was her Faye, that forehead, those brows, that demeanor, that gentleness, that kindness...

Seeing mother and daughter reunited, seeing Faye holding and kissing Joy, seeing Faye still alive, Teacher Gable standing by was also particularly happy.

Every smile of Faye, every action, was the best gift in the world.

Adrian Lancaster regained himself, he approached Teacher Gable, intending to begin introductions.

Just then, Simon Xavier looked at him still with astonishment, "President Lancaster, is what Nathan said true? Are you Shane’s husband? You’re married?"

"Yes, Dad!" President Lancaster quickly corrected himself, "I am your son-in-law! I will be with Faye to take care of both of you in your old age."

Adrian Lancaster’s eagerness brought Faye Turner’s gaze upon him, she held Joy Lancaster, casting her gaze towards him.

When Adrian Lancaster looked at his wife, his gentle gaze was filled with deep affection.

Both Simon Xavier and Mrs. Xavier were deeply moved, found their daughter, and their daughter had met a good man and started a family.

Even though they really wanted to know why their daughter fell into the water and had an accident, some things could be asked later.

Mrs. Xavier stepped forward two steps, coming before Chloe Gable, her expression gentle, smiling with gratitude, "You must be my granddaughter’s nanny, right? Thank you for taking care of the child during this period."

"She is Faye’s foster mother, Ms. Chloe Gable." Adrian Lancaster promptly spoke, "She is my mother-in-law, also the child’s grandmother. My wife was raised by her alone."

The news reached The Xavier Family again, stunning them, the daughter’s foster mother?

Simon Xavier and Mrs. Xavier looked at Teacher Gable with eyes filled with shock, excitement, and gratitude.

With a thud, Mrs. Xavier’s body softened, directly kneeling in front of Teacher Gable, beginning to kowtow loudly—