My Dreamy Old Husband

It took a while before Joel finally decided to meet Bailey. Before this, Tiffany had contacted him, but he refused to meet her.

He stared at Lola, who was playing with the kids happily. She was different from all of them. The Fletchers were a military family, and they were extremely sensitive when it came to marriage. Traditionally, they would not marry a foreigner, so mixed-race children were rare in the family. At the moment, Lola was one of the most unique children amongst the Fletchers.

Her green eyes were too eye-catching.

Besides, her father was killed by the Fletchers.

They desired for this secret to stay hidden forever. If it couldn’t be kept secret…

Joel looked at Michael. Celine had become retarded, so regarding Lola’s future, Michael, as her uncle, should have a say.

However, Michael was struggling to handle Lola too. He thought it would be better if Lola stayed with the Fletcher Family. Yet, he was afraid that Bailey would visit them every day using Lola as an excuse, and disturb his daughter…

Joel turned to look at Justin. He… could be considered a stepfather. As a stepfather, he should have an opinion too. But, Justin chose to avoid his gaze. Lola’s existence was his greatest pain. He believed he was extremely generous to allow Lola to visit them so often.

In the end, Joel announced solemnly, “Lola is already ten years old. She gets to call the shot sometimes.”

In response, Bailey nodded. Standing up, he walked toward Lola.

“Lola, I’m Bailey. I’m your great-uncle. Come here. I have something to tell you.”

Lola stared at the young-looking great-uncle in surprise. She turned around, seeking Joel, but she saw Joel smiling at her. “This is your biological father’s relative. He has something to tell you.”

As if she had noticed something, Lola followed Bailey in a daze.

On the balcony on the second floor, Bailey and Lola sat down face to face under the dim light.

Bailey began, “Your biological father, Blade, was one of the Adams. He was a lost child and had you when he was outside. You are the blood of the Adam Family, and

that there was always an uncle who would come and visit her. He always brought her a lot of delicious food. He told her to study

nothing

again, “Do you want to come

head. She said, “I like the Fletchers. Is it okay if I don’t go

gaze was fixated on

she was a little worried, Lola explained, “I don’t want to leave my parents

leave the Fletcher Family at all. In fact, she liked it here a lot. She loved the

silent for

hair and nodded. “Of course. It’s your own choice. If you

standing on the balcony

their conversation from downstairs, afraid that Bailey would

them to Lola. She deserved to have a healthy personality. She deserved to live

Lola rushed toward

for Lola. He

to stay

Every day, she woke up to the noise of the army’s morning training. She would

of life, she loved the Fletcher Family, and she loved

Bailey remained expressionless as he

was the heir to an inheritance. Anyone who adopted her would be her

he felt that Lola would be more content to have a

involved in

that year, his parents died in an accident and