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…”

“You weren’t waiting by the phone for my call,

was a relief

a smile, angling the camera toward the baby. “Take a look at

focused on the infant, who seemed

was

leaned over Chloe’s shoulder, catching a glimpse of

at him. “What’s with the

as he straightened

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

out. “He has gone too far. Chloe,

Chloe nodded. “Of course,

no mother wanted to hear her baby called

mad. “Don’t think your kids will be any prettier. And I’ll get

call them ugly soon.”

“No way they could be as ugly as your kid. Genetics don’t lie.

us.”

teeth, but Rose cut in. “Stop fighting. Morrison, you can’t call

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

perfect? As long as his future wife is gorgeous, I won’t worry

Chloe, his

“Little Moon. I’ve already talked to Chloe about it. Her daughter is

in-law.”

was icy. “That’s

demeanor chilled instantly, her tone sharp. “You don’t get a say in this. Chloe and

not up for discussion.”

“Let’s not fight.

control of her emotions.”

and tried to sound calm. “My

flared up. “You—

cry of outrage startled Chloe. “What’s

refocused on the baby in Rose’s

he’s

baby who had been peacefully asleep was now

before fixing his gaze on

a strange feeling stirring within him. As a newborn, the

his daughter instantly soured

Damon’s eyes, no man would ever be good

sense of rejection filled the air as Damon glared down at the

before him.

fixated on the smartphone camera for a good while,

on the

eagerly anticipating the impending meltdown. But after

little guy started flapping his tiny arms and

joyful grin.

was nothing short of charming

my God. The baby just smiled. Could it

could utter a word, the camera feed was suddenly

frame.

closer, his face darkening as he witnessed

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