Chapter 84 - Meeting Mr. Cavennaugh

Teddy POV

I had to stifle a chuckle when the short ginger-haired guy, who I believed was my wife's father, dropped the flower bouquet when she introduced us.

I stepped forward and extended my hand, “It's nice to meet you, Mr. Cavennaugh,” I said, showing respect and courtesy.

Mr. Cavennaugh is not what I expected. He is not a tall man — around 6 ft 5 inches in height, I tower a foot over his head. He has a duller shade of ginger hair, not as vibrant as my wife's. However, his eyes are the exact shade identical to hers. His reflects experience, age, and knowledge, while hers reflects kindness, a bit of naivety, and a lot of loneliness.

Orla bit her lower lip and then leaned down to pick the scattered flowers, “Please, say something,” She mumbled, and her father cleared hi……