You Can Have Any Identity But Not The Daughter of the Sanders

"Yes, father," Jeanne said respectfully.

"Edward." Warren smiled at Edward. "As I said, we're a family."

"Yes." Edward was also very respectful.

"Aren't you going to call me that too?" Warren smiled gently.

In fact, there was no way to resist, so Edward did not hesitate as he said, "Father."

Warren smiled in relief. "Don't forget our agreement just now."

"I'll do my best."

"You guys haven't seen each other for a long time, so I won't disturb you guys any longer. Have a good rest."

"Take care, father."

When Warren left, Jeanne turned around and looked at Edward. She watched as his eyes stayed on Warren's back until Warren disappeared from his sight. 

Then, he turned around and met Jeanne's eyes. 

There were so many things they wanted to say, but nothing could come out of their mouths.

He held Jeanne's hand, walked into the room, and closed the door.