"Daddy takes you to another room." Alan was about to bend down to take her in his arms, but she
slipped out of the master bedroom and got into Olive's arms.
"No, you are a man and I am a girl, the teacher said men and women are different, girls can’t show
their body to boys.” The little girl had a bunch of big truths.
Olive smiled and picked her up. The five-year-old was getting too heavy to carry. "Well, mommy can
take you there."
"Great." The little fellow nodded and leaned over Olive's shoulder and grinned at Alan.
It dawned on Alan that she did not mean to urinate, but to provoke him.
"Ah" he was angry but he also felt it funny, she was so young and treated him as a rival for her
attentions. He couldn’t image what will happen when she was older.
This afternoon, with plenty of time, Annie finally succeeded in putting together a jigsaw puzzle that
would be difficult for adults.
Alan was not surprised, for the first day he had found it easy for little Annie to complete the puzzle.
He was proud of his daughter, who was a genius, for such a young person with extraordinary sensitivity
to pictures and permutations.
He really could not find fault with the little fellow except that she was a little fond of antagonizing him.
At night, when he took them back, Annie fell asleep in the car. Alan stroked his daughter's little face
when he arrived, he was feeling very satisfied.
"Olive, thank you for giving me such a good daughter."
Olive smiled faintly. "And I thank you for giving me a daughter to keep me from being lonely these past
few years."
She looked down at her daughter's sleeping face with a playful smile and was really glad that she had
come back to Luo city and realized that she was pregnant. If in the Jiangcheng, Ophelia and Mother
Hoyle knew that, it will be hard for her to keep this child, how will they allow her to leave with a
problem.
Olive didn't expect to meet her father and Ivy, whom she hadn't seen in days. At this moment, they got
out of the car and Alan looked at Olive and Annie with his gentle eyes.
"Olive, if you don't tell them, I will use my own way to solve it." He didn't want to be with his wife and
daughter and had to sneak around.
Olive gave Alan a look. "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm not leaving."
Alan sighed. “I feel like a thief every time I come here to pick you up and see you off. I want to with you
without hiding.”
Olive snorted with laughter. "Isn't there a saying that a wife is better off than a concubine, and a
concubine is better off stealing? Then you can enjoy it."
"Am I that kind of person?" He knocked her hard on the forehead, but it fall softly, and he wanted
nothing more than to be with her without hiding.
Annie, who was in her arms, dreamed something that made her open and close her mouth. Olive
began to feel heavy. She hugs her and shrugs, "I'm going to leave. Please drive carefully and give me
a message when you get there."
Alan put his head down and kissed on his daughter's face, then he heard someone called Olive’s name
behind her.
Olive paused for a moment, then turned to see her father limping toward her with Ivy. "Dad?"
Father Steele obviously came from the shop, the shop had opened in the end of the year, it was a small
business, not very profitable, but it’s also enough for the old couple to kill time, and supplies the family,
it made them feel useful.
“Is this your friend?” Obviously Father Steele could not ignore Alan's existence, he asked aloud.
And Ivy was so quiet.
Olive did not know how to answer, but Alan smiled and said, "Hello, Uncle."
Father Steele always treated people kind, but now Olive felt that his eyes were full of scrutiny for no
reason. She wondered if it was her own thought.
Annie moved in her arms, rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked around vaguely, and when she saw Ivy, she
put her hands toward him. “Godfather, give me a hug, hug！”
It was not easy for Alan to watch his daughter fling herself at another man and call a man father who
was running after his woman.
Ivy began with a start, then with a smile, he took Annie from Olive's hand. "Come on, I’ll get you up."
Father Steele also said, "Do you want to have a cap of tea with us?"
Alan did not refuse. He was worried that he would not be able to come there. It was hard to watch his
daughter fall asleep on another man's shoulders. It was especially uncomfortable to watch Ivy go in
and out of Olive's house as if there was his own place and enter the bedroom as if he was part of the
family.
Olive followed Ivy, Alan wished he had a pair of eyes to see through the door.
Father Steele asked Alan to sit down politely. “May I have your name, Sir?”
After making a few cups of tea, Mother Steele heard him reply, “Alan Hoyle. Just call me Alan."
“From Mr. Hoyle’s accent, you are not from around here." Mother Steele seldom saw her daughter take
a man home, and she asked.
“I'm from Jiangcheng.”
"Working here?" Mother Wen asked.
"Yes."
"What kind of work?"
"Running a small company."
"Is the company in Luo city?"
"Yes."
"Which company?"
Olive stepped out of the bedroom and saw that her mother asked Alan attentionally. "Mom, the police
do not ask so many questions like you." Olive complained.
"Can't I just ask?" Mother Steele muttered. What she did was just caring for this wicked girl.
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