Chapter 32 This Woman

That man instinctively softened his footsteps nearing the bed as he entered the child’s room. He moved Little Jelly Bean’s arm that was cuddling Verian Mont gently aside and carried Verian Mont. Even though he was extremely gentle, he still woke up the beauty in his arms. Her eyes were still tightly shut. She was obviously still somewhat asleep, and her arms instinctively reached out and began wrapping around his neck, causing his face to wrinkle up. She then buried her head into his chest and mumbled, “Dad…” “...” Heaton Fudd cringed. This woman had mistaken him for her own father? Was he really that old? After carrying Verian Mont out of the child’s room, he returned to his room. Heaton Fudd placed that woman onto his huge bed. As he was just about to reach out and place the blanket over her, she grabbed his arm and placed it on her tiny face. She mumbled in her sleep, “Don’t go…” Her soft, coquettish voice slightly melted Heaton Fudd’s heart. He sat beside the bed, allowing h