Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 409

The entire audience was riveted, eyes fixed on Selene and Daph, as eager as ever to find out what Clarissa had really done.

Harrison stood rooted in place, holding Dames in his arms. The distance between him and Selene was barely thirty feet, yet it felt as if a vast chasm separated them—one he was powerless to cross.

How did it come to this?

The realization struck Harrison as both absurd and laughable. For so many years, he’d always been the one looking down from above, untouchable, while Selene could only gaze up at him from below, struggling in vain to reach him.

After their divorce, wasn’t Selene supposed to fall apart? Wasn’t her life meant to spiral downward?

So how had she become so dazzling, so impossibly radiant?

The stage lights bathed Selene in a soft glow, yet it seemed as if the brilliance emanated from her alone. Her features were luminous and refined, her eyes elegant and striking, her lips the delicate shade of cherry blossoms.

For the first time, Harrison found himself truly seeing Selene. He stared, transfixed, as if meeting her anew—finally taking in her full presence for the very first time.

“Dad, aren’t you going to help?” Dames’s small voice broke the silence.

“Help? What could I even do?” Harrison blurted, a wave of helplessness washing over him. He pressed his lips together, unable to say more.

Dames stared at Selene as well, a sense of distance settling in his young heart. He was too little to understand why he felt as if he were plummeting in freefall, his stomach twisting. It was like an invisible hand clutching his chest, dragging him toward some unseen abyss, and he was powerless to resist.

“…Does Mom really not want us anymore?” he whispered, barely audible.

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