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

to joke was a relief to Chloe. “How are

angling the camera toward the baby. “Take a

focused on the infant, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Though his features

was

a glimpse of the baby on the screen,

glanced at him.

unreadable as he straightened up.

the baby does have quite a bit of

heard that!” Rose’s indignant voice rang out. “He has gone too far. Chloe, you have to avenge me.

“Of course,

hear her baby called ugly.

hand, was practically hopping mad. “Don’t think your

call them ugly soon.”

as ugly as your kid. Genetics don’t lie. You can never

us.”

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

children are bound to be attractive.

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

Damon snatched the phone from Chloe, his face stormier than

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

in-law.”

was icy. “That’s

tone sharp. “You don’t get a say in this. Chloe and I have already decided.

not up for discussion.”

the exchange, reached for Damon’s hand. “Let’s not fight. Rose just

control of her emotions.”

his anger, and tried to sound calm. “My daughter

flared up. “You—

of outrage startled Chloe.

then refocused on the baby in Rose’s arms. “Chloe,

and he’s

leaned closer to Damon, and indeed, the baby who had been peacefully asleep was now wide-eyed,

curiously before fixing his gaze on the

a newborn, the baby did fascinate him,

on his daughter

ever be good

palpable sense of rejection filled

before him.

camera for a good while, his lower lip

on the

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

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

joyful grin.

sight was nothing short of charming and

God. The baby just smiled. Could it

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

frame.

as he witnessed his

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