The Kiss that Sparked it All novel Chapter 797

She was starving too, and on top of that, she also had a bun in the oven.

The kid was getting bigger by the day, so she had been eating more and getting hungry more often.

Most old folks were all for kids with big appetites, and Dean and Alyssa were no different. They watched Ellinor chow down with nothing but love in their eyes, taking turns to pile more food onto her plate.

Alyssa handed Ellinor a chicken wing and suddenly noticed the way she was holding her fork. The old woman paused and looked up at Ellinor's profile as her eyes flickered.

The way Ellinor held her fork, with her thumb slightly upturned, was exactly how their great-granddaughter, Pearl, used to do it when she was little.

She remembered how they had tried so hard to correct Pearl's fork-holding technique, but they never quite managed.

Alyssa felt a pang in her heart as she thought of Pearl, who had been missing for years.

She looked at Ellinor, who bore some resemblance to her missing granddaughter, and her mind filled with doubt and speculation.

From the moment Alyssa first laid eyes on Ellinor, she thought the girl resembled Pearl, and their ages were even similar.

People's faces change as they age, but their demeanor and some habits often don't.

At first, Alyssa thought she was overthinking.

But could this really be a coincidence? This kid not only resembled her granddaughter, Pearl, in demeanor, but even their fork-holding habits were the same!

But Pearl had a distinctive mole in the middle of her eyebrows, which Ellinor didn't have.

Alyssa just glanced at him, ignoring his warning.

Ellinor took a sip of her soup, then answered calmly, "After my mom died, I was sent to live with a family in the countryside. But they didn't like me, so they sent me to a convent.

So, I grew up in a convent. And as for those people I call my 'family', most of them are still alive, but to me, we're not emotionally connected. They're like strangers; whether they're alive or not doesn't really make a difference to me.

The 'family' she talked about, whether it was the Mendozas or the Howards, was all the same to her. She felt nothing for them.

After he listened to Ellinor describe her upbringing, Dean felt a surge of sympathy, "Poor kid, you had it rough growing up. But don't worry, you're welcome to call this place home if you want."

Ellinor put down her bowl and had a warm and peaceful smile on her face as she said, "I appreciate your kindness. I'm doing well now; I have friends and a loved one, and I've built a small family of my own."