"How many sheets of paper?" thought Elliot.
Elliot Foster thought for a while and asked, "Are those papers she the one she took out of the delivery
bag?"
Layla nodded.
"I guess so.Otherwise, I’ve got no idea where she got them from.Mommy must be in big trouble."
The reason why Layla sounded so serious was because she was trying to get Elliot to help her
mother.She could not bear to let her mother suffer alone.
Elliot Foster took his daughter's words to heart.
"Don't you worry.I will surely help her.After the funeral, I'll have a chat with her.."' Layla said, "Don't let
her know that I'm the one who told you this.She said she wanted to do things herself."
Elliot Foster patted his daughter's head and chuckled.
"Your mother’s love for isn't in vain."
"Of course! I love mommy the most."
"Hmm...I thought I heard you say you loved your brother the most the other day."
Elliot was teasing her.
"Mommy and Hayden are both my favorites!" Layla responded without hesitation.
"What about me?"
Elliot wanted to know where he ranked in his daughter's heart.
Layla stared at his handsome and mature face.
After careful consideration, she replied, "You must be behind Robert."
Elliot Foster was quite pleased with this answer.
"As long as I can rank ahead of your Uncle Mike, I'm satisfied." Layla frowned.
"You are definitely behind Uncle Mike! Why do you think you are ahead? Uncle Mike is very good to
me! He is miles better than you.He is better than you in everything, but you are my dad and he is not,
and that is the only place where you are better."
Elliot Foster was speechless.
In order to make what she said sound more convincing, Layla said to Robert who lay awake in his crib,
"Little Robert, ain’t your sis right?"
Elliot Foster was frustrated.
Layla said, 'Look, Robert nodded."
Elliot Foster had seen everything clearly.
Robert had not nodded at all.
At the end of the day, he was not able to refute his daughter’s claim.
If he did, she would get mad at him.
He knew that he had been overly impatient.
Layla had spent six years of their life together, and they certainly had a strong bond.It was not
something that a father who had appeared from nowhere could replace.
"Let's ask this question again after being with Layla for six or seven years!" Elliot thought.
Avery was in the master bedroom.
Avery kept the identification results safe in the cabinet.
Then she put on a black spring dress.
After coming out of the bedroom, she strode up to the father and daughter.
"What were you two talking about? You guys were so loud."
Elliot Foster was embarrassed.He did not want to be laughed at for revealing what they had said.
Layla said, "I asked Dad just now who his favorite woman is.He said that he only had one, and he said
—""
Elliot Foster sighed helplessly, "Layla, didn't you promise me that you would not repeat what I said?"
Layla blinked her bright apricot eyes, "But I also promised Mommy that I will tell her everything!"
Avery stole a glance at Elliot proudly.Then she asked Layla, "How did your father answer that
question?"
"Dad said his favorite woman was Mommy," Layla said.
Avery was taken aback for a moment.
Layla's eyes glittered.
"I asked him if he was talking about his mom or my mom.Mommy, guess what he answered!"
Elliot Foster smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand.
Avery glanced at him with a smile and then turned back to her daughter, "Is he talking about his
mother?"
"No! No! No! He said it was my mom, and that's you! Hahaha!"
Layla's laughter filled the entire living room.
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