Chapter 437 Communication

Frowning, Charles stared at the diary on the table in front of him. He had been sitting here for half an hour now.

"Cuckoo~cuckoo~cuckoo~" The mechanical gear bird suddenly drilled out of the big pendulum clock, interrupting Charles's thinking.

He gritted his teeth, quickly opened the diary, and found the shining self-portrait left by Anna back then.

"Winky, Winky?" His fingers tapped the painting.

Wriggling deformed tentacles drilled out of it, followed by liquid green eyes with full pupils. When these things gathered quickly, a little loli about one meter tall stood in front of Charles.

"Winky, what is mom doing over there now?" Charles squatted down and asked softly, touching her head with his hands.

"She's eating. She looks very hungry, and she eats a lot." Winky replied truthfully.

"Oh..." Charles nodded clearly.

After thinking for a while, he said to Shining again: "Go back and tell her that Dad wants to sit down with her and have a good talk, and ask her to come over."

After blinking, Winky disappeared in front of Charles in an instant.

A few seconds later, she appeared in front of Charles again, "Mom said she didn't want to come."

Charles sighed, and said again: "Then you tell her, Dad apologizes, Dad knows it's wrong, I shouldn't quarrel with her, we two should deal with this matter properly."

Winky disappeared again, but this time she came back even faster. "Mom doesn't want to talk to you right now."

Charles sighed slightly. He knew that Anna was really angry. This was the first conflict between the two of them.

Anna has been paying for him silently. Maybe she has always had resentment in her heart, but she has not released it before.

The melancholy Charles sat on the stool, thinking about the past, Anna's previous words kept echoing in his mind, and his expression showed a hint of irritability.

To be honest, he could promise Anna about other things, but he couldn't promise this one alone.

This is not just the sunk cost of thirteen years, nor is it just the Pope's somewhat illusory promise to resurrect Lily, but more importantly, he has already signed a contract with the Pope.

The contract that should have been used to bind the Pope is also the shackles on him. If he stops now, he will die immediately under the effect of the marker pen relic.

Charles wanted to explain this to Anna clearly, but now it seemed that the other party didn't want to talk to him.

Just when Charles was thinking about these things. He saw that Shining hadn't left yet, standing in front of him, looking at him with wide eyes.

Recalling the words in the phone recording, Charles squatted next to her, looked at the pair softly and said, "Xin, I'm sorry, but I'm going to finish it soon. As long as it's finished, no matter what the result is, I won't bother you anymore. Stay down together."

Winky expressed some hesitation, but she finally opened her two small hands and threw them into Charles' arms. "Can Dad not go to sea? Nini's father went to sea and never came back."

For a moment, Charles' heart seemed to be hit by something, and he couldn't understand why. Although he had a lot of excuses in his mind, but facing Shining, he didn't know how to open his mouth.

Charles put his hands through Shining's armpits, stood her up in the air, and looked at her carefully, with a trace of tension in the child's eyes.

Charles remembered that his father had done the same thing when he was a child, but compared with his original father, he had never really been with her since she was born.

"Maybe I'm really not a good husband, good father." Charles said with self-mockery,

"Well, Nini also said that you are not a good father." Shining nodded approvingly.

Seeing Winky nodding her head constantly, Charles laughed dumbly, "Winky, shall we go out to play today? Just the two of us."

"Hmm!!" Upon hearing the play, Shining's eyes lit up.

Charles folded his hands, put his daughter around his neck, and strode outside.

In order to prevent others from recognizing him, Charles deliberately changed into an ordinary formal suit.

He walked slowly on the streets of Hope Island with Shan, no different from other fathers and daughters shopping.

"Here, this is liqueur made from bananas. It's called wine, but it's actually a drink. It's suitable for you children." Charles handed the cup to his head.

Shining took it over, and kept licking it with her small tongue.

Charles has never raised children and has no experience in this area, but fortunately he can learn from it, and his father is a role model.

"Is it good?" Charles asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I can't taste it." Shining answered truthfully.

Charles looked up with surprise on his face. "What? Can't drink it?"

"Well, I can't even taste what they eat."

Hearing this, Charles put down the crab legs in his hand, which he didn't consider. "Can't you taste anything?"

Shiny tilted her head, "No, I can taste what my mother eats, it's bitter, I don't like to eat that."

"Oh...that's it." Charles stood in the middle of the road and thought for a while, then walked to a street on the right side of Shining. "In that case, I'll take you to play something else."

Relying on his memory, he came to a small store, which was a small puppet theater. Under the control of a few strings, palm-sized puppets in different costumes were performing a drama lifelike.

He had been here before when he was shopping with Lily. Children should like this kind of thing.

On the table-sized stage, the story of a group of pirates looking for treasure seems to be playing out.

The puppet performance is very exciting. They hold things with their fingers, grab props and put props very quickly, just like real people.

The children in a circle on the stage watched very intently.

Seeing that Shining eyes were successfully attracted, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, just get used to it.

The middle-aged man holding his son on the side laughed and said, "Dude? Why haven't I seen you here before? Did you and your daughter just come to Hope Island?"

Charles didn't want to talk to others, so he casually said a few perfunctory words, but he didn't expect that the other party was still warm-hearted.

"Adventures like this are for boys. You can bring your daughter here tomorrow morning. They will play the story of Princess Sissi. These girls like to watch it."

At this moment, Shining suddenly pointed at the small stage with his hand, "Dad, I want that little man who can move."