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Seeing that Shivam was extremely serious, and his eyes darkened, Isha laughed and said, “Why are you so serious? Besides, how can I hope to have a CEO husband? Life in a wealthy family is hard. It is beyond outsiders’ imagination. The Sharma family, where I came from, is not that rich. But it hides countless intrigues. If my husband were a rich CEO, I would never have wanted to come back to such kind of life and bear the hardships.”

If Abhay lived in a rich and powerful family, and he would struggle like her when she was a child, she would rather have him stay in the United States without a father. She didn’t want him to be sent to an orphanage like her.

She couldn’t help but recall that day when Jigar Sharma decisively sent her to the orphanage. At that time, she cried and refused to leave. Her arms tightly grasped the table at home, but he ruthlessly pulled her and dragged her out of their house.

Also, when she finally returned to the Sharma family, Zuhi and Himanshi framed her over and over again. No one was willing to really believe her sadness and despair, even Jigar.

That was why she regarded Deepak as her only savior at that time. She wanted to leave with him as soon as possible, away from the Sharma family and those people.

However, even Deepak had never really trusted her. And the Verma family might also be a cage similar to the Sharma family.

Since then, Isha had become dissatisfied with rich families.

Fortunately, Shivam was not a wealthy man. He had no complicated relationships, and he was patient and kind to his child. A man like him was rare, and she was lucky to have him.

A hint of disappointment flashed through Shivam’s eyes. If he told Isha his real identity, she would leave him without hesitation, wouldn’t she?

“Shivam, you will always treat GunGun nicely, right? Will you spare no effort to protect, love, and trust him even if he makes a mistake and makes you angry? He may be thoughtless sometimes and offends someone you like and respect. But, will you always tolerate and understand him?” Isha suddenly asked seriously, changing the topic.

Shivam looked at her, wondering why she asked those questions.

Did she want to know who was more important to him, GunGun or her?

Or did she have other meaning?

He looked at her seriously with a firm will in his deep-set black eyes. “I will, Isha. He is my son. As a father, I will take all the responsibilities for him. I love and trust him, so I will raise him. And more importantly, I will teach him to know and understand right from wrong. But if he makes you unhappy, I will also try my best to protect you, so you won’t be wronged at home.”

Shivam thought that a responsible father and husband should do these things.

Isha’s lips curved into a sweet smile. He didn’t disappoint her. She knew that he would definitely treat Abhay exactly the same as GunGun.

“Thank you, Shivam.” ‘In this way, I won’t have too many regrets in my life, and I can find a trustworthy person for Abhay.’

She walked over to him and held his hand tightly before she rushed back to her room.

Feeling the softness and fragrance of her skin that lingered in his palm, a touch of satisfaction surged from the bottom of Shivam’s heart.

He thought that the second half of his words pleased Isha. But actually, it was the first half of his words that made her feel more relieved.

Lying on the bed and holding GunGun in her arms, Isha was in a good mood. Now that there was no problem with Shivam, she only had to wait for Abhay to finally decide to live with them.