When Josie woke up, it was already the afternoon. Grape wasn’t in the room, and faint sounds of laughter and playful commotion could be heard from downstairs.

It had been a while since the house had been this lively.

After Josie freshened up, she stepped out to see Lachlan wearing an apron, cooking in the kitchen as if it were his routine. Meanwhile, Grape was seated in her high chair, eating her meal and asking all sorts of peculiar questions.

“Mr. Lachlan, why don’t you ever come to visit me? Is it really more fun back home? More fun than Sumanthova?”

Grape pouted with a puzzled look on her face.

Lachlan responded in a childlike tone, “I was just busy with work, so don’t be upset, Grape. It’s only fun when you are around. Without you, it’s quite boring.”

“Really? What about mom? Do you like mom?”

Lachlan laughed. “Of course I like her.”

“Then why don’t you become my father, so I can see you every day?”

absurd it sounded. Josie realized that the absence of a

descended the stairs. “Children speak without reservations, so don’t take it

say something when Grape angrily interrupted, “That’s not true. I want

“Stop throwing a

often didn’t have much patience. She generally gave Grape a lot of

Lachlan intervened, placing the pasta he had prepared

no one else can replace, not even me. However, Uncle can love and care for

was particularly

that year, possessing the charm of a mature man. He

one side, lost

saying indignantly, “Where is my father then?

a loss for words. He glanced at Josie, who responded

times have I told you that your daddy is busy? Once

a year and a half this year. It’s going to be a

seeing her like this, Josie couldn’t help but chuckle.

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