The Masterpiece of Leaving：Prepared A Perfect Stand-In For Him novel Chapter 47

It was Cathy.

Seeing Cathy, Aubrey's face turned gloomy. "Why are you here?"

"I..."

"I'll deal with it."

Tonight, he had no patience. Before Cathy finished speaking, Aubrey withdrew his hand and strode away.

In a secluded place, I displayed my attire for the day with a sense of speechlessness.

Fredrica forced me to wear this outfit.

She said that she wanted to use this innocent image to depict the desire for protection of all the young men present and find a man who genuinely wanted to protect me.

Of course, Lucas knew very well about his woman's many tricks. He smiled helplessly, "Where is she and Iris?"

"They should be coming soon."

Just as I finished speaking, Fredrica and Iris appeared at the end of the corridor.

Seeing Lucas, Iris's eyes lit up with surprise and joy.

"Call him Uncle Lucas," I quickly said.

Iris eagerly stepped forward and held Lucas' hand, "Daddy, hello!"

I: "..."

Perhaps Lucas didn't expect that Iris would call him daddy, so he stood still in shock.

Only Fredrica covered her mouth, revealing a satisfied smile, "Sure, calling him dad is fine too."

Currently, Fredrica was Iris's godmother, and Lucas was her godfather.

Fredrica's words were not wrong, and Iris also felt that it was not wrong to call him that.

"Daddy, I want to play over there!” She pointed to the bright light ahead.

Lucas was also very fond of Iris, he bent down and picked her up, "Sure, let's go over there to play."

I: "..."

Seeing Iris successfully led away by Fredrica and getting lost in the crowd, I felt a headache.

I intended to follow, but when I turned back, I saw Aubrey standing next to me.

At this moment, Aubrey's face was serious and stern, his gaze piercing into my eyes, "Is this how you educate your children? Calling every man you meet 'dad'?"

He remembered clearly that last time Iris called Thomas and referred to him as 'dad.'

He had no intention of following me to see how I would enjoy myself with other men.

In fact, he was just handling the wound on his hand when he unintentionally witnessed this scene.

"Your misunderstanding." Though my tone wasn't good, I instinctively explained, "Iris is just..."

This harsh conversation was immediately interrupted.

"You may indulge in depravity as much as you like, but do not drag the child into it."

I suddenly woke up.

He had never trusted me, what's the use of explaining so much?