Michael Gordon's heart sank, and then he heard his daughter speak.
"Daddy, heal yourself first, then take Baby with you to bring Mommy back!"
Her tiny, delicate hand stroked the man's cheek, her big innocent eyes blinking earnestly. The little girl then spoke seriously, "Daddy, don't worry about me, Baby is fine!"
After saying this, she struggled to jump down from Michael Gordon's hospital bed, but he moved quickly, stretching his hand to pull her back in: "Baby, stay with Daddy for a while!"
With Ivy Aretha gone, if even their precious Baby wasn't with him, his heart would be empty, and it would feel like nothing had ever happened, everything returning to its original state.
"Daddy, be good, I'll get you some water, Baby won't leave you!"
As she spoke, the little girl sighed with an air of importance, "People really are fragile when they're sick!"
Her mighty daddy was now this vulnerable.
"Baby, do you dislike Daddy for not being a hero?"
