Denise's voice came softly from behind, “I want to be your wife.” Her voice was incredibly gentle, but it sounded like a wraith to Keaton’s ears.

Keaton didn’t respond to her words. Instead, he opened the window. The snow and wind rushed in. It chilled Denise to the bones and made her shiver all over.

Denise felt a surge of anger. “Keaton.”

Keaton stood tall and unaffected as if the icy air had no effect on him at all. He spoke softly, “I just want you to calm down.” His words dripped with disdain.

Denise couldn't tolerate such contempt. She stood up abruptly. “Why not? Ella is my daughter, whom I carried and gave birth to with great difficulty. On top of that, you love her so much. If we were to unite, Callan would surely be happy and comforted.”

Keaton turned to look at Denise. His voice was extremely sharp and cold. “You insult Callan by merely bringing him up! He was outstanding, and there were so many excellent women who wanted to be with him.

"However, Callan was blind an