Chapter 79

　　Chelsea 　　The little girl looked up at Bert in confusion, as if she couldn't understand why she was not allowed to get close to her father. 　　My jaw clenched. 　　“Why the fuck did I have no idea that Dylan and Cherry had a child? And she is already seven years old?!” I whispered to myself. My insides were literally shaking in anger, but I needed to keep a cool facade. 　　“Why didn't daddy answer me, Uncle Bert?” The little girl named Fern asked. 　　“I have a daughter?” Dylan asked in disbelief. 　　“You don't remember me, daddy? It's me, Fern, your little princess!” Fern stared back at Bert before he said anything. 　　“Please take Fern upstairs, Maisy!” Bert called inside the room before a woman came over and took Fern away. 　　I glanced at Dylan, who couldn't take his eyes off Fern when the child was dragged away from us, struggling. 　　“Bert, is that little girl mine? She is my daughter...with Cherry? You sure this girl is not a bastard Cherry had with someone—” 　　Bert could no l