Chapter 145 The autumn night wind blew through the camphor tree in the courtyard, and the leaves made some rustling sounds.
The wind whistled outside, but it was silent inside the house.
It was so silent that even a pin dropping to the floor could be heard.
Since it was that quiet, they did not hear Melody wrongly. Adina had a hard time speaking “Mel, you really can speak.” She purposely ignored the word that the girl had uttered. “Mel, you’re amazing!” Alden’s black eyes were full of happiness. “Nobody can laugh at you for not knowing how to speak now!” “Wow, Mel! You’re awesome!” Harold was also ecstatic. He danced around excitedly. “Call me Brother! I want to hear you call me Brother!”
Melody’s voice was really soothing. It was so sweet, like candy melted in butter, that people were addicted to it.
Harold suddenly paused. “Mel, did you… say the wrong thing?” Duke was his dad. Why did Mel call him “Daddy”? Did he hear her wrongly or did Mel call identify him wrongly? Everyone had initially ignored it, but they could not ignore it now since Harold had brought it up.
Duke was in a daze for about twenty seconds because the girl had called him “Daddy” with a sweet voice.
He suddenly had the urge to have a daughter. He was slightly gloomy as he said, “Mel, I’m Uncle Duke, not your daddy.”
He wanted to be her daddy, but it was not his place.
He could not mislead a kid who had just learned how to speak.
“Daddy.”
Melody raised her head and spoke again.
This time, her voice did not sound dry or strained. She sounded more firm and stubborn.
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