Summary of Chapter 719 – A turning point in The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself by Pearl Martinez
Chapter 719 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself, written by Pearl Martinez. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
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Breakfast was takeout, but Marico lied and told Kristin he made it himself. Kristin took one bite and immediately gave him a thumbs up.
"Uncle is so amazing! My mom could never make breakfast this good. Every time she makes porridge, it's either too watery or burnt."
Marico didn't feel the least bit guilty. "Of course. Smart people succeed at everything they do."
"Does that mean Uncle thinks you're smart and my mom is dumb?"
"What do you think?"
Kristin shook her head, disagreeing.
"Mom is smart. And Uncle is smart too."
Marico ruffled the little girl's hair. How could there be such a well-behaved, adorable child? She was like a little angel.
"Uncle, you eat too!"
Kristin pushed the other bowl of porridge toward Marico, then scooped up a spoonful, blew on it a few times to cool it down, and brought it to his lips. Marico was flattered and quickly took a bite—only to burn his tongue.
The little girl tried to feed him another spoonful, but Marico hurriedly refused. This kind of blessing was more than he could handle.
"Uncle, I like you the most," Kristin said, wrapping her arms around Marico's neck and giving him a big kiss on his left cheek. "Uncle, you like me too, don't you?"
Marico made an exaggerated sound of disgust, finding it a little mushy. But seeing the expectant look on the little girl's face, he couldn't bear to disappoint her.
"I guess so."
Kristin giggled. "I knew you liked me."
Marico tried to get Kristin to sit back in her seat and eat properly, but she kept her arms around his neck. "Uncle, the weather is really nice today."
Seeing the mischievous grin on the little girl's face, Marico realized she had been buttering him up on purpose.
"What do you want?"
"I promised my brother we'd go play at the park…"


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