Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 365 Love His Wife Dearly

Hearing this, Mildred almost burst out laughing. 'A lullaby? Lela really came up with that?'

He couldn't believe Sylvester would sing a lullaby.

However, the next second, he was compelled.

Sylvester mouthed to him, instructing him to look up the lyrics to a lullaby quickly.

Mildred hurriedly grabbed his phone and searched for lullaby lyrics.

Sylvester had hardly ever felt motherly or fatherly love. So he had never heard a lullaby, let alone sung one. But for Lela, he was willing to. A minute later, Sylvester's sexy voice came through.

Mildred stood by, stunned, and touched his neck.

Sylvester's voice was very pleasant, even enchanting, but since it was his first time singing, he wasn't very familiar with it.

Mildred stood by, listening to Sylvester sing the lullaby, watching Sylvester's face gradually soften, and his heart also calmed down.

He thought, 'How long has it been since I have seen such a relaxed Sylvester?

'From the moment I started working by Sylvester's side, I've never seen such a tender and warm Sylvester. The Sylvester I've worked with os always indifferent. 'Sylvester's expression seems to show he doesn't care about anything.

'Sylvester's back is always lonely and desolate.

'During those years of rampant pillaging in the underworld, Sylvester truly lived like a ghost. 'But ever since Lela appeared, Sylvester seems to have changed; he is changing bit by bit. 'That kind of change slowly seeps in, and probably Sylvester hasn't noticed it. 'How wonderful!'

Mildred silently sighed, and then he quietly stepped out, closing the door behind him. Lela listened to Sylvester's lullaby and gradually fell asleep.

She dreamt of her returning to the Holy Light Tribe. There, her towering father lifted her onto his shoulders to pick small white flowers from the trees, while Amanda smiled gently nearby. The tribe gathered around them, singing joyously. Little Big White stood proudly on a large rock, his eyes fixed intently on Lela, in a scene filled with warmth and affection.ally forming on her face, but a crystal-clear tear slid down her cheek.

Seeing Lela smiling in her sleep, Sylvester finally raised his hand, gently touching Lela's face on the screen. When he saw a tear fall, his heart ached, and he wanted to wipe away that tear with his fingertip. But he couldn't touch it.

At that moment, longing climbed up his chest, and he wished he could go back right now, hold Lela against his chest, and kiss her.

After a long while, he picked up his phone and kissed the screen. "Goodnight, Lela."

On the other side, on the streets of Greafury City, an old woman, Rebecca Young, dressed in gray, walked with a tear-streaked face. She had walked for two whole days to get here from her hometown. In her hands, she held a photo of a girl with a high ponytail, radiating youthful energy.

Suddenly, Rebecca collapsed at the entrance of the Greafury City police station.