NovelBook“Isn't it said that daughters usually take after their fathers? Howe | ended up having two daughters, and both of them look
just like me?”
“Well, it's better they both resemble you. That's perfect.”
Dorothy gently tapped her daughter's tiny hand and looked up teasingly, “Now you're just saying anything, aren't you?”
At this moment, it felt like even if someone cup and insulted Everett right to his face, he wouldn't bat an eyelid.
Ever since Dorothy safely emerged from the delivery room, the smile hadn't left Everett's face, finally allowing him to breathe a
sigh of relief.
Back in the VIP ward, which was prepared for Dorothy'sfort, Everett, worried about disturbing her rest, had booked the entire
floor. During Dorothy's stay, they would have it all to themselves.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen Jonathan arrived, the baby had already fallen asleep.
He tiptoed to the bedside to catch a glimpse of his granddaughter, then... the man who had weathered countless storms in his life,
found himself with tear-filled eyes at this moment!
“This is... my granddaughter...”
“Yes, she’s your granddaughter.” Dorothy smiled and offered, “Would you like to hold her?”
Jonathan waved his hands, slightly panicked, “I don’t know how to hold a baby. I'm afraid | might hurt her!”
“She’s not that fragile.”
“I'll wait till she’s a bit bigger!” He said, though his gaze never strayed from the child.
Seeing his father like this, Everett couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
If only...
If his parents hade to their senses earlier, if things could have been like they were now earlier, then he and Dorothy wouldn't
have had to go through so much hardship.
Now, with his mother gone and only his father left, he was truly caught in a difficult situation.
If Dorothy hadn't spoken up, Everett would never have broached the subject of asking his father toe back, let alone see the
child.
Because he knew all too well the pains his wife had endured and wouldn't salt her wounds.
“Here, this is a billion, a little something for my granddaughters first meeting gift.” Jonathan pulled out a card and placed it beside
Dorothy's bed.
“That's not necessary! Your presence is enough, no need for a meeting gift!”
“This is for the child, you and Everett can keep it for her for now.” After saying this, he turned to his son, pulling out another card,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“| can’t show favoritism, this is for Abigail and Langston, Everett, keep it!”
Everett frowned slightly, “Dad, we don’t need the money.”
“| know that! But this money, it's for the kids, it has a different meaning!” He sighed softly, “I hope... whether it's my grandson or
granddaughter, when they talk about their grandparents, they can have sgood memories, and remember that | loved them.”
Hearing Jonathan say this, Dorothy also felt uneasy!
The past was in the past, and she truly had no intention of dwelling on it.
“] won't say anything else to the kids! You can rest assured.”
At the last wedding, he, as an elder, had already apologized, and Dorothy felt that if she continued to hold a grudge, it would
indeed be making things difficult for him.
It wouldn't be right to let Everett's only relative pay such a high price for past mistakes!
“Ah, we've made our own beds, to speak or not is up to you.” Jonathan spoke solemnly, “Everett, you have to treat your wife well,
do you hear me?”
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