A resigned sigh.
"Who asked for you two to be the women I love most? From now on in this house, I am the one with the lowest status."
Hardly squeezed.
Nikita Parker came over, tapped his head, "At your age, you are still behaving like a child, demanding your wife and daughter to coax you. Aren't you ashamed?"
Peter Aria pulled Aubree with one hand, and grasped Nikita with the other.
At this moment, he felt that he was the happiest man in the world.
"Wait, can you explain to me who gave you this?" Nikita Parker took out the brocade sack and threw it on Peter Aria.
Peter Aria was stunned, "Isn't this from you?"
Nikita Parker angrily said, "Say that again?"
An innocent look appeared on Peter Aria's face.
Aubree helplessly rubbed her forehead, "It's from me."
Nikita Parker: ....
Peter Aria quickly picked up the brocade sack and put it in the pocket of his hospital gown, "It's from my daughter, I must keep it well."
