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.

child had been a quiet ache

confident in his health and vigor. But by

heavier by the day. After all, a king couldn't leave the throne without a successor, and Country A couldn't

his gaze returning to

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

her hair and turned to Keira.

a little weight. She's just built this

sporadic, often missed or poorly prepared. After Keira had taken her

ethereal character from

Keira glanced at Amy.

improper, but the king's

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

shy, pleading eyes,

She was simply irresistible.

indifference toward children, was clearly

His relatives often flaunted their offspring before him, hoping

him exasperated and weary of children

was different. From the moment he saw her,

and Lewis. "Is she your daughter? She's

exchanged a look before Lewis

doesn't look much like either of

brows slightly furrowed. There was

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

group filed into the long banquet hall, where a

prepared for Amy, the little girl ignored it, her tiny arms and legs working hard as she pushed a