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Chapter 6
The argument at the door came to an abrupt halt.
Zackary’s eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.
A faint sob interrupted the suffocating silence.
Daisy stood behind the door, holding her doll, afraid to cry too loudly, but stammered, “I don’t want my parents to get divorced.”
This time, Zackary did not correct her name.
He warned Arabella with a glare and pushed her to enter the door.
I looked around but couldn’t find any indoor slippers, so I gave up and took out the doll from the
paper bag.
“Look, here is your birthday present.”
Daisy stopped crying and secretly looked up at Arabella.
Zackary noticed and immediately picked her up, comforting her, “This is a gift from Daddy, you don’t need to worry about what others think.”
Hearing him call himself dad, Arabella couldn’t help but look up.
After waiting for six years, this day finally arrived.
She, however, was not as excited as she had imagined.
Perhaps those thousands of days and nights had already consumed enough of her energy.
“Can I call you
dad?”
“Of course, it was possible.”
“Will you stay today to tell me a story?”
“…Yes, it was possible.”
Finally, Zackary walked into the living room barefoot.
The father and daughter rarely got together.
Zackary cooperated with Daisy in various childish games.
And Arabella sat on the sofa, watching calmly.
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Something is wrong.
Was Zackary feeling guilty?
But the compensation was too much.
It was another gift, Daisy was allowed to call him dad, and they even planned to stay overnight.
Dreams, they were always cruel.
The more perfect it is, the crueller it will be when the dream wakes up.
The jarring sound of the bell rang out.
Zackary walked to the balcony with his phone.
When he was on the phone, Daisy quickly ran to Arabella’s side, her face full of excitement. “Mom! We can live together from now on!”
“Did Daisy want to live with her father?”
Just as Zackary pushed open the balcony door, he heard these words and instinctively asked in
return.
“Um!”
Daisy nodded heavily.
Zackary sat cross–legged beside her and said, “As long as you help Dad with a favor, you can live with Dad from now on.”
What a good thing this is!
Daisy hardly hesitated, her eyes shining brightly, “What task?!”
Her eyes shone too brightly.
Zackary suddenly didn’t know how to speak.
After hesitating for a while, he raised his hand and touched her head, saying, “It’s too late today, I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
Seeing her hesitant and look scared, she smiled and said, “Daddy is not leaving today, I will tell you a bedtime story.”
He was truly like a kind father.
Those eyes filled with love, unlike reality.
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Watching Zackary carry his daughter in the bottom, cells auddenly gather team fig. the puts forcing tears ont of her eyes.
She gasped hemily and secretly suffisent
Just a call avecay, Zackary was telling time stess
The voice was low and steady, and the story was affidly portrayed
It didn’t seem like the first time speaking
Gina and the girl named Rosa suddenly entered my hear
How many times did it take to tell Rosa before it became so familiar by bea?
Daisy carefully treasured the precious moments, but they were just someone else’s words of
wisdom
They were a mother and daughter who were serious and upright, but they seemed like thieves.
The warmth of this moment at home was all stolen from others hands.
Arabella’s excitement gradually faded away, and she half–sat back on the sofa.
Half an hour later, Zackary walked out
“Where were the toiletries at home…”
“She has already received the apology, you should go back now.”
Arabella didn’t move, wrapped in a blanket, calmly watching him.
Zackary frowned and said, “Don’t say disappointing words.”
Then she told me, “I’m kind, maybe we can be friends.”
Zackary frowned in dissatisfaction, “Who do you care about calling me now?”
Arabella didn’t have the strength to dwell on it any longer, so she got up and returned to the master bedroom, locking the door behind her.
- Such a proud person, without a place to settle, would naturally leave.
The night passed quickly.
Arabella hardly slept until dawn.
She didn’t know if Zackary had left, but she kept hearing him closing the door several times at
night.
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“Dad! Why were you sleeping on the couch!”
Daisy’s loud inquiry rang out in the early morning.
