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.

a child

no rush, confident in his health and vigor. But by twenty-five, when he finally started longing for a family, the dream

grew heavier by the day. After all,

found his gaze

large, sparkling eyes—like fresh grapes in the

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

put on a little weight. She's

missed or poorly prepared. After Keira had taken her in, Amy's diet improved, but her delicate build remained

of an ethereal character from

Keira glanced at Amy.

been terribly improper, but the king's lack of irritation spoke volumes about

it was the same—no one, from the youngest to the eldest, could resist

with those shy, pleading eyes, seemed to silently

She was simply irresistible.

known for his indifference toward children, was

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

left him exasperated and weary of children

was different. From the moment he saw her, she had been

Keira and Lewis.

exchanged a look before

chuckled. "She doesn't look

fixed on Amy, his brows slightly furrowed. There was something oddly familiar

"Why don't

the long banquet hall, where a beautifully

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