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.

now, the desire for a child had been a quiet ache

and vigor. But by twenty-five, when he

pressure to adopt or designate one from the extended family grew heavier by the day. After all, a king couldn't leave the throne without a successor, and Country A couldn't risk losing its

gaze returning

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

and turned to

on a little weight. She's

Amy had been under Keera's care, meals were sporadic, often missed or poorly prepared. After Keira had taken her

almost fragile frame often reminded people of an ethereal character

Keira glanced at Amy.

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

Olsen family, it was the same—no one, from

paired with those shy, pleading eyes, seemed to

She was simply irresistible.

toward children,

to the topic. His relatives often

had left him exasperated and weary of children in

the moment he saw her, she

and Lewis.

before Lewis nodded. "Yes, she's

"She doesn't look

of Monbatten's guards kept his eyes fixed on Amy, his brows slightly furrowed. There was something oddly familiar about her,

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

banquet

a high chair had been prepared for Amy, the little girl ignored it, her tiny arms and legs working hard as she pushed a chair closer to