Everyone fell silent at his words. How many times had they endured such thoughtless remarks?

Ugly? How could he say something like that. The baby was the spitting image of his father, even if the stubborn

man refused to admit it.

Molly bit her lip, her eyes flashing with frustration as she glared at Morrison. “That’s your son. And for the record,

you were even uglier when you were born.”

It seemed that it was true, Grandchildren were more precious to the grandparents than their own children.b2

Morrison appeared unfazed by their collective outrage. He pursed his lips and looked back at the baby.

Where was the chubby, cherubic infant he’d been promised? Instead, there was this wrinkled, red-faced little

creature, features barely defined. How could this be his offspring?

He sighed. Well, ugly or not, the kid was his flesh and blood. There was no denying that.

As if sensing his father’s disapproval, the baby in his swaddle stirred. His tiny fists clenched, his mouth puckered, as

if he were on the brink of tears.

Rose, sensing the impending meltdown, began to rock the infant gently. She leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his

forehead. “There, there, sweetie. Mommy loves you.”

The baby cooed softly, nuzzled his head against her, and settled down.

Rose’s smile was tender, her heart full. No one else could understand the rush of joy, love, and wonder she felt at

that moment.

As the “ugly little thing” calmed down at Rose’s soothing words, Morrison couldn’t help but feel surprised. Was the

baby really that sensitive? Or was it just Rose’s touch?

He was still scrutinizing the baby when Rose nudged him with her elbow. “Hand me my phone, will you? Chloe’s

dying to see the baby.”

Morrison, though irked by Rose’s interest in Chloe’s opinion, reached over to the nightstand and passed her the

phone.

Rose dialed up a video call, and within seconds, Chloe’s face appeared on the screen.

“Rose…”

waiting by the phone for my call, were

was a relief to

the camera toward the baby. “Take a look at your future

focused on the infant, who seemed to be sleeping

formed, there was an unmistakable resemblance

leaned over Chloe’s shoulder, catching a glimpse of the baby on

glanced at him.

expression was unreadable as he straightened

her attention back to the screen. “Well, the baby does have quite a bit of

indignant voice rang out. “He has gone too far. Chloe, you have

nodded. “Of

her baby called ugly. Damon had crossed

“Don’t think your kids will be any prettier. And

call them ugly soon.”

ugly as your kid. Genetics don’t lie. You

us.”

cut in. “Stop fighting. Morrison, you

beautiful, their children are bound to be attractive. So what if our son’s a little

As long as his future wife is gorgeous, I won’t worry about how my grandson

Chloe, his face

already talked to Chloe about

in-law.”

“That’s not happening. You’re

get a

not up for discussion.”

not fight. Rose just had a baby, and

control of her emotions.”

his anger, and tried to sound calm. “My

up.

cry of outrage startled Chloe. “What’s

the baby in Rose’s arms. “Chloe, look! My son’s so upset by your

he’s woken

to Damon, and indeed, the baby

curiously before fixing his

strange feeling stirring within him. As a newborn, the baby did fascinate him, but the

his

Damon’s eyes, no man would ever be good enough for his

of rejection filled the air as Damon glared down

before him.

been fixated on the smartphone camera for a good while, his lower lip trembling, a

was on

an eyebrow, his mischievous side eagerly anticipating the impending meltdown. But after

an eternity, the little guy started flapping his tiny arms and legs, staring at

joyful grin.

sight was nothing short

surprise, “Oh my God. The baby just smiled. Could it be that he smiled for

could utter a word, the camera feed was suddenly dominated by a “gigantic” head looming

frame.

witnessed his own son’s beaming smile. “Do you even know

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