He closed his eyes, his breathing becoming slightly rapid. "I never thought of doing such a thing to you, Candice. Please trust me."
Candice remained silent, and Alex looked at her. The only sound in the room was Ellis' mumbling.
After a while, Candice stood up. She lowered her eyes, hiding the turmoil in her heart.
She never wanted to mention the matter of Dorrington Hospital again in her life.
Without looking at Alex, she just said, "Wear a mask when you're with her. Don't pass your cold to her."
After saying this, she left, but not without adding, "I'll be back soon."
As soon as Candice left, Alex sat at the table for a while before making a move. He sighed with relief, tilting his head back.
It was fine.
He still had a chance to explain to her.
He still had a chance.
Ellis did not know what he was thinking. Having spent some time with Alex, she was no longer shy. After finishing her milk, she directed Alex to take the bottle.
Alex looked at the face so similar to his own and felt a sense of wonder.
But the next moment, he thought about how Candice, pregnant, had to endure such grievances, and how she had to go to South City alone to give birth, and his heart ached.
Sitting down next to Ellis, Alex looked at his daughter's soft face, his eyes gradually softening. "Little Berry, is Mommy very angry now?"
Ellis looked at him and said unclearly, "Mul... Mulberry."
Alex paused, patiently correcting her, "It's Daddy, not Mulberry."
Ellis repeated, "Mulberry."
Alex insisted, "It's Daddy."
Ellis repeated yet again, "Mulberry."
Alex tried again, "Daddy. You should say ‘Daddy’."
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