Rose looked at Doris, whose bright eyes were as cute as a deer's sparkled with longing, and whose
pink lips pursed softly. The girl was so innocent and lovely that no one could refuse her.
Rose knew that although Doris was more mature and sensible than the average children, she was still
a kid. Even though she pretended that she didn't care of having no father, and pretended that she could
be strong enough to protect her mother, Doris was still longing for paternal love.
She longed for her father's love as much as for her mother's.
There were many times when Doris fell asleep, she would unconsciously call "Daddy". In Doris's heart,
Daddy was like a mountain, which could make them rely on and make them feel safe.
She was a selfish mother, thinking that as long as she could give Doris all the maternal love, Doris
could be happy. But even if Doris was really happy, paternal love was very important for a child.
Bright saw that Rose was looking at Doris in silence with no expression on her face, while Doris looked
eager and cute, which made him a bit anxious.
"Don't you want Doris to call me dad?" Bright's fingers tightened around her waist, his eyes half
narrowed and lightened up.
Rose looked at him, shaking her head. "No."
"With our current relationship, Doris can call me Daddy, right?" Bright asked her again.
"Yes." Rose nodded.
They were husband and wife, and she was the mother, and he was the stepfather, but actually he was
Doris's biological father, so Doris should call him "Daddy".
"Did Doris hear what your mother said? It is fine to call me father." Bright got the answer he wanted and
looked at Doris, who had been hoping for her mother's approval.
Doris, of course, heard Rose's answer, but she was a little unsure. "Mom, can I really call handsome
uncle ‘Daddy'?"
"Didn't Doris always want a father?" Rose raised her lips and smiled.
Doris pressed her lips together, a little sheepishly. "Not always."
"Really? Did I make a mistake?" Rose teased her daughter when Doris said this, "Since you don't want
to, then..."
"Mother, it would be nice to have a father, if you agree. He can take care of you, and I'm relieved to
follow Dougie's footsteps." Doris put her left hand on her chest and stretched her right hand straight in
front of her, making a take-off position.
"Since Doris likes a handsome uncle so much, mommy doesn't want to be the bad guy and I agree."
Rose nodded gently, with determination shining in her eyes.
"Wow, mommy, you are so good. I love you. You are the most beautiful..." The little flatterer gladly
clapped her hands.
And then Doris looked at Bright, her black and white eyes full of excitement. She opened her mouth
and her voice trembled uncontrollably. "Dad... dy."
She had never called anyone "Daddy" since she was born. Although she had never met her own father,
she thought that he should be just like Bright, who could bring her happiness and love all the time, and
could protect her, and who she would always bear in mind.
"Say it again, baby." Bright didn't seem to have heard it enough.
It was an address that could warm his heart.
Doris took a deep breath and said with all her strength and enthusiasm. "Daddy."
This time, the address was clearer and more affirming than the previous one, which showed that Doris
had recognized Bright as her father.
"Good. Mom and I will go back to City H tomorrow." Bright assured her.
"Well, I'll be waiting for you." Doris nodded happily.
She could show off to the kids that she finally had a daddy. And he was the most handsome and best
daddy in the world.
Rose looked back at him. "You go back to City H with me tomorrow?"
"I must." Bright said affirmatively.
"You'll be tired by flying back and forth." Rose was worried about him.
"Apart from work, I will spend all my time with you." Bright put his arm around Rose, "From now on, you
will be the focus of my life. Wherever you are, wherever I am."
Rose laughed. Who did he learn these sweet words from?
"What's so fun?"
"Nothing." Rose, trying not to laugh, said to Doris, "Doris, it's getting late. Go to bed."
"Oh." Doris relied reluctantly.
"Go to rest, Doris. Tomorrow you will see mom and me." Bright urged her to go to bed. "Be a good girl.
Good night."
"Yes, daddy." Doris raised her right hand and saluted. "Good night, mommy, daddy."
When the video call was over, Nora turned Doris around to face her.
"Doris, you are too partial. Am I not beautiful?" Nora was a little jealous.
"Of course not. My mommy is the most beautiful mommy in the world. You are the most beautiful aunt
in the world." Doris cleverly defused Nora's jealousy.
Nora cupped Doris's cute face in her hands. "How could you be so lovely? I don't even want to give you
back to your mother."
"You are so beautiful. I am sure you will give birth to a more adorable baby!" Doris blinked her big,
watery eyes.
"I don't want to have children." Nora wrinkled her nose.
"Are you afraid of pain?" Doris asked, tilting her head slightly, "I heard it hurts to give birth to child. If it's
a C-section, you'll have a cut on your lower abdomen, and then you'll have a scar. You don't want your
belly to have scar, do you?"
"How do you know so much, little girl?" Nora raised her eyebrows.
"That's how TV shows act." Doris learned all the adult stuff from television.
"Don't watch too much TV." Nora raised her hand and patted lightly on Doris's forehead.
"Why don't you want to have a baby?" Doris asked.
Nora was a bit speechless by this question. After thinking for a moment, she finally gave the question
up, "You are still young, and you won't understand. You will get to know it when you grow up."
"The grown-ups always say that the children are innocent, but if you don't tell us, how do you know we
don't understand? You are putting on too much brooding." Doris was serious. "To put it simple, you are
just finding excuses."
"Well, well, let's call it a day." Nora took Doris's hand and thought for a moment. "How about you being
my daughter and let your mother and father have another baby?"
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