Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 949

Nicola's face was flushed from crying, and her voice was hoarse.

Noah Thompson crouched down and pulled Nicola into his arms.

"Don't cry, Nicola. Daddy isn't abandoning you; you'll always be my daughter. It's just that you're growing up, and you'll get to see more places and make new friends. It's like that for every kid when they get bigger."

"Really?" Nicola asked doubtfully, her face streaked with tears.

Being so young, she was easily swayed.

"Yes," Noah nodded, gently wiping the tears from her face.

"Daddy still has work here, so I can't go with you right now. But I'll come visit you every month."

"Really?" Nicola held up her hand, extending her pinky for a pinky swear with Noah.

Noah linked his pinky with hers.

A pinky promise, sealed and unbreakable.

"You can't lie, Daddy," Nicola finally said, a smile breaking through her tears.

"I won't," Noah nodded, gently smoothing her hair, his gaze a mixture of tenderness and reluctance.

"Mr. Thompson, the plane is about to board. We might miss it if we don't go through security now," the nanny reminded him as she approached.

Given how unreliable Karina White was, Noah couldn't possibly trust her with the child alone. He'd naturally arranged for the nanny to go along, both to care for Nicola and to keep an eye on Karina.

Noah stood up, lifting Nicola into his arms.

He pressed his cheek against Nicola's small face, his heart aching with reluctance.

Although Xerovia wasn't far, the thought of his young daughter going to a foreign country still tore at him.

But the heart is biased. He loved Nicola, but he loved Cynthia Scott even more.

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