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.

father, Blade, was one of the Adams. He was a lost child and had you when he was outside. You are the blood of

She had no memory of her biological father. No, there were still some vague memories. She knew when she was very young that there was always an uncle who would come and visit her. He always brought her a lot of delicious food. He told her

she remembered nothing about her own

again,

said, “I like the

Bailey’s gaze froze. His gaze was fixated on her and

was a little worried, Lola explained, “I don’t

a lot. She loved the atmosphere; she loved Joel, Maddie, Drew, and every friend

silent for a short

end, Bailey could only ruffle her hair and nodded. “Of course. It’s your own choice. If you want to go with

Lola ran away without looking back. Bailey, who was standing on the balcony on the second floor, could see Lola running into the

was waiting for her inside the garden. He had been eavesdropping on their conversation from downstairs, afraid that

to have a healthy personality. She deserved to live in

rushed toward

was something about him that inadvertently showed his love for

Lola exclaimed, “I want to stay with Daddy

stay. Slowly, she adapted to life at the Fletchers. Every day, she woke up to the noise of the army’s morning training. She would quickly get up, make her bed, and

loved the Fletcher Family, and she loved her current parents and brother. She would never go anywhere

expressionless as he stared at the happy father-daughter

simply that she was the heir to an inheritance. Anyone who adopted her would be her guardian, and they would be able to

he felt that Lola would be more content to have a

were strict in educating him. From a young age, he was involved in the family business, learning to become a decision-maker. His parents had high hopes for him,

that year, his parents died in an accident and