Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1145 - Chapter 1145 Chapter 1145 Watch Over Your Daughter from Now

Chapter 1145: Chapter 1145: Watch Over Your Daughter from Now On Chapter 1145: Chapter 1145: Watch Over Your Daughter from Now On “`

It was no wonder he found the little girl familiar; she bore a resemblance to her mother.

Due to the busy restaurant, Camila Walker wiped away her tears and looked at her daughter in front of her, asking, “Where did you go just now? Mommy was looking for you for a long while.”

At this moment, Belinda Howard finally remembered the man, Lewis Harrison, who was still standing nearby.

“Mommy, don’t you think this uncle looks like Daddy?” She pointed at Lewis Harrison standing beside them.

Camila turned her head and, in the moment she saw the man, a ripple disturbed her long-calm heart once again.

She slowly stood up, this man…

“Clayton Howard…” she blurted out subconsciously.

Hearing the name called out by her, a faint indifferent expression crossed Lewis Harrison’s composed face.

Clayton Howard…

Presumably, this was the “Daddy” the little girl was talking about?

No wonder the name sounded familiar.

“Mommy, he’s not my Daddy, this uncle is called Lewis Harrison,” said Belinda Howard, raising her head and tugging at a corner of Camila Walker’s clothes.

Camila turned her head and glanced down at her daughter beside her, finally remembering that the man in front of her was named Lewis Harrison.

But he looked so much like Clayton Howard, as if he were a reflection from a mirror.

“Take good care of your daughter from now on.” With a brief glance at the woman before him, Lewis Harrison walked toward the direction of the restaurant doorway.

Since he had returned the little girl to her mother, it was time for him to leave.

Watching his receding figure, Camila stood motionless for a long time, unable to move.

This man was named Lewis Harrison, was he really not her Clayton Howard?

Back in the car, Belinda Howard climbed into the passenger seat and, looking at the photos on the display stand, she couldn’t help turning her head to look at Camila Walker in the driving seat.

“Mommy… why does that man look exactly like Daddy?”

Her little head was filled with curiosity, completely baffled by how there could be two such strikingly identical people in this world.

Or was that uncle actually her Daddy?

Camila turned her head, glanced at her daughter, then lowered her eyelids, her expression somewhat downcast, “Mommy doesn’t know either.”

With a hint of melancholy, the mother and daughter drove the Maserati away from the restaurant doorway.

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Weekend.

Camila Walker got up early to personally prepare breakfast for her daughter.

She felt the happiest thing in life was making breakfast for her daughter!

Since Belinda’s arrival, her cooking skills had greatly improved, of course, all thanks to Mrs. Beckham!

Without her patient teaching, she would not have achieved what she had today.

She remembered how, years ago, she could fill the kitchen with smoke just making breakfast, but now she possessed proficient cooking skills, which Clayton Howard would never taste again…

Thinking of Clayton Howard, the Camila standing by the kitchen counter grew sad again, her hands pausing involuntarily in their task as she became engulfed in memories of the past.

It was only when the phone rang that she snapped back to the present, and then came Mrs. Beckham’s call, “Madam, Mrs. is calling.”

Hearing this, Camila quickly wiped her somewhat damp hands and hurried out of the kitchen.

“Hello, Mom,” she answered the phone, calling out.

“Camila, have you eaten yet?”

“Not yet.”

“After breakfast, bring Belinda here. Mom wants to see her,” Angela Reid said gently.

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