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The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 836

Summary for Chapter 836: The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself

Summary of Chapter 836 – A turning point in The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself by Pearl Martinez

Chapter 836 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.

"But it's such a waste."

"This is your first time baking a cake, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"You're already doing great. Next time will be even better."

Kristin beamed at the praise, stirring the batter with renewed vigor.

"I want to make a huge cake for Mom's birthday! And save a massive slice for my dad."

"Thank you."

"I meant my actual dad, not you."

Natalie’s heart skipped a beat, bracing herself for Hamilton to lash out at the little girl.

But Hamilton didn't lose his temper. Instead, he looked at Kristin with serious curiosity. "Why do you like him so much?"

"Because he's good to me," she replied without missing a beat.

"I'm good to you too, but you don't like me."

"My dad is way better."

"So, if I treat you even better than he does, would you want me to be your dad?"

"No way."

"Why not?"

"I already have a dad. If I called anyone else that, it would break his heart."

Kristin’s refusal was absolute. No matter how Hamilton tried to corner her, she stood firmly by Marico's side.

Hamilton remained endlessly patient. Despite the repeated rejections, he didn't show a flicker of anger.

"It's time to whip the egg whites. Want to do it together?"

"Can I?"

"Of course."

He wrapped his arms gently around her, letting her little hands grip the handle of the mixer alongside his. As the fluffy white peaks began to form, her eyes lit up with wonder.

"I didn't know baking was this easy!"

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