"Let me hear you call me 'daddy' for once, then."
The man looked at him with a playful smirk on his lips.
Something changed in the boy's eyes, and a layer of frost swiftly spread across his features.
Did this man just tell him to address him as 'daddy'?
Disdain and despise flowed from his orbs.
"Are you asking me to call you daddy? Dream on!"
The little lad haughtily folded his arms as he puckered his lips and raised his head. Childishness was present between his brows.
This man was simply dreaming!
Letting him call him daddy… His mommy had yet to marry this man, yet he already wanted him to address him differently.
Was this possible?
He cocked a brow and exclaimed, "Stubborn child, you really refuse to call me 'daddy'?"
"You wish."
The little lad spat this rejection with total disregard of his feeling, not giving him any allowance to argue.
