Chapter 3
She lifted her tiny face and asked in confusion,
“Daddy, I am
1 allergic to mang
to mangoes, did you forget?”
Joaquin froze, then awkwardly took the cake to remove the fruits on top.
Watching his frantic movements, I felt extremely disgusted.
Just a few hours ago, in the picture posted by Nyla, there was this cake.
She also protended to be worried and wrote in the comments section, “Cakes make people gain weight, but there are people who will eat them for me. It’s a happy worry.”
by gaze fell on the gil box on the table again
I reached out and opened it, instantly, a strong scent of perfume hit my nose.
This is Nyla’s scent, she was demonstrating to mo
I could almost imagine her satisfaction when she smiled and toolt of the necklace,
Alegally married wife had to pick up things from her as a mistress.
It was really pitiful.
casually threw the necklace on the table and turn around to say seriously to Lia.
Baby, what did the teacher say? What shouldn’t we eat so late at night?
Lia responded enthusiastically, “Desserts!”
Iscrached her nose and said, “Lis, you’re great! How about we don’t eat today?” Although Lia was a little disappointed, she obediently nodded. I held her in my arms,
suppressing the tears in my eyes as we walked
My daughter absolutely could not pick up things that other people didn’t want.
And so, the second–hand cake and necklace were left alone on the table.
Toaquin boy
still, feeling lost.
According to his thoughts, my daughter and I should gratefully accept these plits.
And then, without besication, praise him generously, satisfying his wa
vaniry
Maybe I used to be like this, but from now on, it is absolutely Impossible.
The next morning, when my daughter and I were surely eating breakdasi, Jonqunit woke up.
After he finished washing up, he made his way to the dining table and looked at me in contusion, asking, “Where are my hand–ground coffee and
I did even lift my eyelids: “I didn’t do it.”
He asked in surprise, “You didn’t do it?”
The daughter sessed to sense the urgency in his tone and immediately asked back, “Why does Moms have to do it? Mam also works, Dad can do it
I was surprised when I heard it because I had never taught my daughter to say those words.
Joaquin’s face darkered, and he looked at me with a meaningful gaze. It was evident that he suspected me of teaching his daughter.
Married for seven
years, 1 prepared everything he needed like a servant
Bolton, because of a small mistake, he would pent at thy head and scold me.
me, the coffre I propated was not authentic, and there was too much salt in the lead.
Kaming me
woman I can’t even rook a decent meal?
Ironsidered being a w
In his eyes, I was indeed a cheap torvant.
hut what was usinal was that he didn’t say anything this time.
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I silently stood up and made myself breakfast
When he came back, his daughter, who was watting with her head down, suddenly said, “Dad, the school is organizing a parent–child activity this
remon. Will you go with us?
Joaquin was very surprised, and at that moment, he urgeatly needed to mend his relationship with us.
He nodded busily and said, “Go, I want the best dad in the family,”
The daughter smiled sweetly.
I touched her head and sighed inwendly.
I just hope that he didn’t let my daughter down.
The wish eventually remained unfulfilled.
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