Chapter 27 Truth Or Lie?

• My gaze shifted from the man to the woman and I couldn't understand what was happening here. Did this Konstantin say "our daughter" or was it just my imagination? Of course, it must have been my imagination and there couldn't be any other explanation. Konstantin's sharp gaze smoothly moved from the mother to me and... softened, blossomed, and lights danced in his deep brown eyes. A smile appeared on his lips and the following words sounded:
• " Zoya " a very beautiful name. And you yourself are beautiful, like...
• " Stop it! " the mother interrupted the man in front and shielded me with her body. " She is not your daughter! It's just your cursed imagination!"