My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Amy tilted her head up, her eyes bright with excitement as she called out, "Daddy!"

Monbatten froze in place, staring down at the tiny girl. His brows furrowed in confusion. "What did you just call me?"

"Daddy! You're Daddy!"

Her sweet, clear voice rang through the room, leaving Monbatten stunned.

Squatting down to her eye level, Monbatten suddenly chuckled. "How old are you, little one?"

Amy replied in her childish lilt, "Three!"

Keira, standing nearby, found herself at a loss for words, torn between laughter and frustration.

Amy had always been such a well-behaved child and had promised not to cause trouble on the way here. So why was she acting up now?

Keira stepped forward, a polite but apologetic smile on her face. "King Monbatten, I'm so sorry. This is my daughter. She's just teasing you."

Monbatten waved her off with an indulgent laugh. "No worries. She's adorable."

Then, with a wistful sigh, he added, "I wish I had a daughter as sweet as her."

Amy's face lit up as she pointed at herself. "Daddy, I am your daughter!"

Monbatten laughed again, though this time softer. "Alright, alright. You're my daughter."

He reached out to gently pat her head, his eyes growing tender.

years now, the desire for a child had

by twenty-five, when he finally started longing for a family, the dream of fatherhood

at thirty-three, the shadow of succession loomed. Without an heir, the pressure to adopt or designate one from the extended family grew heavier by the day. After all, a king couldn't leave the

found his gaze

a purity in her large, sparkling eyes—like fresh grapes in the morning sun. Her small,

a hand over her hair and turned to Keira. "Why is

sighed. "She's actually put on a little weight. She's just

been under Keera's care, meals were sporadic, often missed or poorly prepared. After Keira had taken her in, Amy's diet improved, but her delicate build remained the

almost fragile frame often reminded people of an ethereal character from a classic novel—beautiful and yet so easy to

Keira glanced at Amy.

calling Monbatten "Daddy," had been terribly improper, but the king's lack of irritation spoke

the same—no one, from the youngest to the

with those shy, pleading

She was simply irresistible.

toward children, was clearly taken with

of longing for a child had made Monbatten sensitive to the topic. His relatives often flaunted their offspring before him, hoping to strengthen

him exasperated and weary of children

moment he

Lewis. "Is she your

look before Lewis nodded.

chuckled. "She doesn't look much like either

Monbatten's guards kept his eyes fixed on Amy, his brows slightly furrowed. There was something oddly familiar about her, though he couldn't quite

interrupted with a smile. "Why don't we move into the

banquet hall, where a beautifully

for Amy, the little girl ignored it, her tiny arms and