The family sat together at the dining table and had breakfast early in the morning.

Noah felt content in his heart.

He poured a glass of milk for Holly. "Your mother woke up early to make breakfast herself. It's been years since she cooked.

"Now that you're back home, I'll make breakfast for you every day."

Holly replied softly, "I want to move out. I'll come home for visits and have meals with all of you on weekends."

The dining room fell silent. Lorian sat across from her and held a cup of black coffee.

His gaze was deep and inscrutable. His handsome lips pressed tightly together. However, he remained silent.

Noah was the first to disagree, "You've just come back. Why do you want to move out again?

"It's dangerous for a girl to live outside, especially at your young age."

"I'm twenty-nine years old, Dad."

Noah still disagreed. He felt indebted to her. He always felt that he should be by her side to take care of her.

Fathers always wanted to protect their daughters, but