Chapter 3 Delilah An

In the master bedroom, on the second floor of the LC Garden.

There was a small figure lying on the wide bed. At this moment, it was already raining hard and the wind howled in outrage. Lightning struck the clouds as thunder rumbled across the household. Perhaps it was because of the weather that the little figure finally woke up.

In a while, the little girl finally opened her large eyes. Nathan, who had been guarding her this whole time, couldn't help but feel excited when he saw that she was awake. He moved towards her. "Are you hungry?"

The little girl fidgeted upon looking at the beautiful man in front of her. She didn't even know what to say. There was something about him that wafted out an air of superiority that she couldn't find it in herself to approach him.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you," he comforted patiently.

The little girl had been staring at him this entire time. Although her gaze had softened, she still refused to speak to him.

Nathan tentatively stretched out his arm and touched her forehead. "Don't be afraid. How about you tell me your name?"

Finally, the young girl spoke, "I don't have a name."

'She doesn't have a name. Does that mean she's an orphan?' However, Nathan wasn't one to care about the minor details. All he cared about was keeping this little girl by his side. If she was an orphan, then that was better for him. He didn't have to worry about her background at all.

"Then let's give you a name," he suggested.

"Okay." The girl nodded obediently.

She was so cute and sensible that Nathan found it even more difficult to send her away. "From now on, your name is Delilah An."

Delilah An? What a nice name! The little girl seemed to be satisfied with the name, but she just continued to look at the man in front of her, not uttering a word.

"Do you like it?" Nathan asked softly.

She finally nodded. "Yes, I like it."

The moment she smiled, he felt as if he had just been struck by a ray of sunshine. It felt as if the weight in his heart had finally lightened.

"Lilah, call me Nay from now on, okay?"

"Lilah?" The little girl hadn't completely adapted to her name. Didn't he say that she would be called Delilah in the future? "Who is Lilah?"

"Your name is Delilah, and Lilah will be your nickname," Nathan explained. Actually, it was the first time he had ever been so patient with someone.

The little girl finally nodded. "Okay, Nay."

Hearing her address him as such, Nathan's heart softened. He looked at Delilah as if she was a gift from God. Maybe she was. It felt so good to have someone to be his family again.