<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1113 The Darling Daughter</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Moreover, Darren just had a daughter, who he absolutely adored.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Thus, Nathaniel didn’t want to be a burden to him.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Alright.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren obeyed Nathaniel’s wishes.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In recent times, he was preupied with his wife’s childbirth, hence he had little contact with Nathaniel and Zachary.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">For this reason, Nichs seldom paid attention to him</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After he finished speaking, Darren presented his daughter to Nathaniel proudly. “Nathaniel, look,” he said. “she can even blow bubbles.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The little girl was still so small, barelyrger than the size of two palms. Her tiny mouth spitting saliva had utterly melted Darren’s heart.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He had previously feared that, just like Nathaniel, he would have two sons and eventually grow too weary To discipline them. Fortunately, he was blessed with an adorable daughter.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel was somewhat speechless, but he reacted politely still. “Yeah, she’s quite adorable.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ah, daughters are truly a blessing. They’re the sweethearts of their fathers. Nathaniel, from a young age, you must educate your two sons well. Don’t let them turn out like you and Nichs,” Darren said, an unmistakable sense of pride in his voice.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He was certain his darling daughter would surely honor him in his old age.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren longed to kiss his daughter, but unfortunately, the doctor had cautioned him from doing so. Adults carried bacteria, and kissing a child’s face could be harmful to the child.</font></font>This belongs to N?velDrama.Org: ?.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Left with no other choice, he could only bear with it.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Meanwhile, Nathaniel couldn’t bear Darren’s constant bragging. “I’ll also have a daughter. In fact, there are two babies in my wife’s belly right now.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What if both of them turn out to be sons?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Impossible.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Ah, such things are hard to predict.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren chuckled heartily.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel looked upset, as he didn’t want any more sons either. Instead, he envied Darren for having a daughter as his first child.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m going to rest now. You go keep our wifepany.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When the topic of his wife came up, Darren’s expression shifted subtly. He responded, “Alright.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After handing his daughter over to the nanny. Darren returned to the master bedroom.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">On the expansive bed in the master bedroom,id a woman with long, jet–ck hair, her skin as fair as snow.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing Darren’s entrance, the woman didn’t even open her eyes, simply shifting a bit to the side.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren pulled back the covers andy down.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The woman said, “I’ve just given birth, don’t sleep next to me.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren slightly furrowed his brows. “I’m not going to do anything to you.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t want you lying here either!” The woman’s words were icy cold.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Darren decisively pulled her into his embrace. “Aren’t you tired of all those years we’ve spent quarreling? Can’t you tell who’s been good to you and who hasn’t?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t need you to be good to me!” The woman opened her red–tinged eyes.</font></font>
The way she looked at him made Darren feel an inexplicable bitterness in his heart. “You’ve just given birth,” he said. “I won’t argue with you now. Be good and go to sleep.”
The woman red at him, her eyes welling up with tears.
“I despise you, and I swear I’ll never forgive you in this lifetime,” she spat out, her voice shaking with fury. “Even if I had born you a child, just the sight of you still disgust me!”
Disgust?
Darren clenched his teeth tightly.
“Fine, then you can just be disgusted for the rest of your life.”
He reached out to turn off the light, holding the woman tightly in his arms. Regardless of how she fought or bit, he refused to let go.
Atst, the woman grew tired, sumbing to a weary slumber.
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