"Daddy, who are you thinking about?" Jessica Scott sat on Edward Anderson's lap, asking softly and cutely.
In the past, Dad only looked at her, thought about her, and pampered her. Today, it was just the opposite. As soon as he got home, he stared at her face as if he was thinking of someone else while looking at her.
Could it be that he was thinking about Mom?
Edward pinched her tiny nose, looking at the child's adorable face, his emotions too complicated to describe.
"Daughter, is Daddy very stupid?" He asked hoarsely.
Jessica nodded vigorously: "So Daddy finally knows that he's stupid!"
Not just stupid, but stupid enough to be dead. He couldn't recognize Mom even when she was right in front of him. She found Mom before he did, so she was much smarter than him.
Edward smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, Jessica is like Mom. If she were like Dad, it would be disastrous, with a negative IQ."
