Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Michele was worried that Morty might hurt Mommy as Dylan did, so she barged into the room, even though she knew she might disturb the two inside.

She was a little scared when Femando tried to stop her. Luckily, Lucas was with her.

Michele felt that Lucas had an overwhelming presence, and she was relieved with him as if he could solve all problems she worried about.

This was the first time she ever had this kind of feeling. She had always known that no one was as reliable as herself, so she has been pretty independent since she was a child. However, when she met Lucas, she wanted to rely on him and relax.

Morty heard the noise. When he saw her daughter holding a box of macarons in her hand, he couldn't help but smile. This feeling was natural, from deep in his heart. He didn't need to pretend or be cautious. He simply wanted to give his daughter all the best things in the world.

So this was the love a father naturally had for his daughter.

"Michele, what's the matter?"

Morty smiled so warmly that Michele immediately liked that handsome face.

"Lucas bought me a box of macarons. I want Mommy to try it first."

Michele was not as scared as she first came in.

Morty cast a glance at Lucas and was surprised to see that he also had one in his hand.

Morty remembered that Lucas didn't like sweet food, but he was a child, after all, so he said nothing about it.

Molly was thrilled. She beckoned Michele over with a wave.

"Mommy, please try it. It's so sweet."

Seeing her daughter's expectant eyes, Molly was almost moved to tears.

She nodded and took a bite. "Thank you, my baby."

"I love you, Mommy."

Michele turned around and handed it to Morty, "Daddy, would you like to have one, too?"

"Alright."

The expression on Molly's face immediately changed.

It was all right for her daughter to eat what she had bitten into, but it was awkward for Morty to have it.

"Wait..."

Before Molly could stop Morty, he had bitten off one of the macarons. He said to Michele while stroking her head, "I have something to discuss with Mommy. Can you go out and play with Lucas for a while?"

"Alright."

Michele barged into the room because she was worried about Mommy, but now that Mommy was fine and Morty was so gentle, she had no reason to stay. Besides, she really wanted to eat the macarons now.

Lucas said nothing but led Michele out.

The macaron was so sweet. And Morty felt so delighted.

He looked at Molly.

was just a macaron. You don't have to stop me,

Morty smiled slightly.

quickly

you very

course she likes me. She is

called Michele "daughter"

never thought that she might

that bastard Dylan for so many years made Morty furious. He wished he could tear

and silent for

as expected, he asked

never thought

head getting lower and lower, those words stuck in his

used to be confident and full of energy and would always attract attention. However, she showed a sense of inferiority now and intentionally

busy. But I always think of you at night, so I never feel lonely. Molly, I have never forgotten you. I didn't look for you because I am afraid I might do stupid things. I thought you finally found your

"Enough."

was heartbreaking

up for

to be

twisted the hem of her clothes like it

Morty. Molly used to do it when she

He suddenly laughed.

From today on, you take care of Michele, and I'll

"Are you leaving now?"

busy, but she was suddenly reluctant

aware that she shouldn't have such feelings for

Who was her?

no love between her and

reluctant to

How shameless she was!

immediately turned

"Be careful."

ask him to stay, but she didn't. She just asked

had changed a

the reason. Although he was indeed rather

want to stay with you

"What?"

was a

cute eyes and laughed

on. The moment I heard the news of you and Michele, I decided to take care of you forever. I know what you are thinking. You

the courage she

family now. I don't deserve to be with you. Besides, there are so many people staring at you

He bullied my love and sold my daughter. If I didn't

eyes were a

just come back. You should have a

stood

finally realized that Morty was different from before. He showed superior's authority, allowing no disobedience from others. He was more aggressive

eating happily outside and smiled slightly. He missed his

guilty. He had never thought of buying something for his Mommy to eat. He felt that Mommy had everything she wanted since her husband was Samuel. But just now, he realized that

took out his phone and sent a