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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 732

After thinking for a while, I said, "It's about to snow again, and it will be noon soon. Do you want to stay for lunch?"

I had to say - there are days I didn't want to see him because of Anne; days when I didn't even want him anywhere near the Roberts house.

I even thought about telling Hendrix to stay away from him. This way, no one would take Anne away from me.

But I couldn't be so selfish!

He paused for a moment, turned off the tap, and then took a tissue to wipe his hands. He looked at me and asked, "Are you cooking?"

This man...

After a pause, I nodded. "Yes!" I thought for a moment and said, "I'll cook later, but no one is watching Anne. Would you do me a favor and look after her for me?"

He raised his eyebrows and nodded.

I let out a sigh of relief. He didn't stay in the living room. Instead, he went straight into Anne's bedroom.

A father would always care for his daughter.

Hendrix and I should have a child soon.

I rummaged around the fridge for some food. Anne could only eat healthy food, so I decided to cook only nutritious food for her.

It didn't take me long to whip up a healthy meal for three.

When I went to Anne's room to call for them, Anne had already woken up. She was sitting on the bed with Josiah playing a game. Her voice still sounded hoarse and weak.

She laughed so much that she started to cough. Josiah helped her by patting her back. His gaze on her was always tender and loving.

"Food is ready!" I called out, interrupting their lovely father-daughter moment.

No one said I had to be a saint.

When I saw them talking and laughing, I felt a little sad. After all, I did raise this child with my bare hands.

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