Chapter 142 All the Men Are Bad Guys

"Stephanie seemed to have heard his voice in a daze. She nestled in Stacy's arms and said unhappily, ""Yes.""" She wanted her father. The little girl was so sleepy that she didn't stick to him. Stacy covered her ears and didn't let her hear it. She gently patted her back and coaxed her to sleep. Stephanie snorted and moved closer to Stacy's arms. Stacy hugged her tightly. Harry leaned over and fixed his eyes on Stephanie's hands. The little girl's hands were pale and tender and she was touching Stacy's chest. "Harry clearly didn't touch it, but he felt it through his eyes. And he became excited." "When Stacy saw Harry's hot eyes, she pulled the quilt and covered Stephanie's little hands. Then she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep." "She was not sleepy now, but she didn't want to have any contact with Harry, so it was better for her to pretend to sleep." Harry let out a long sigh. How could his life  be so bitter?