"Little Princess wants to play with building blocks, can Daddy and Aunt Sherman play with me?" Molly dragged a box of building blocks out of her room.
With a crash, they all fell onto the coffee table.
"You play with her, I still have things to handle." Chester Yale glanced indifferently at Evelyn Sherman, then reached out and loosened his tie before heading upstairs.
Just as he turned around, Molly wrapped her arms around his thigh. Her soft body almost hung from him like a sloth, clinging tightly to him and pouting her mouth.
"Little Princess wants Daddy to play, I'm scared..."
As she spoke, her big, crystal-clear eyes instantly turned watery.
Ever since her kidnapping, Molly's most irresistible words for Chester were "I'm scared."
The doctor had advised that during this time, it was necessary to provide her with as much security as possible.
"Alright, Daddy will stay with you." Chester hugged Molly and sat back down on the sofa.
