Heartbreak

"Also, you have to make a big cake right now. You have to choose the best ingredients." Dempsey Wilson didn't know what his precious daughter liked to eat at the moment, but he felt that girls all liked things like cakes.

Sure enough, Emma Scott's gluttony nature was triggered, and she immediately cheered, "Yay, Daddy wants to prepare the big cake, can I have it? Mommy, I want to eat cake. "

Clarie Scott really wanted to kill him. This bastard was using her wealth to tempt her helpless little daughter. He was extremely hateful.

Dempsey Wilson replied with extreme gentleness when facing his daughter: "Emma, of course Daddy's prepared it for you. Do you have anything else to eat? "Daddy will let Uncle Rory prepare it for you."

"I want fried chicken legs, ice cream, and …" Emma Scott couldn't remember so many things at the moment. Furthermore, all the things she wanted to eat were things that Clarie Scott wouldn't allow her to eat.

"Emma Scott, you're done!" Clarie Scott immediately put on the dignity of a mother.

Emma Scott was most afraid that her mother would reveal such an expression, so she immediately pouted. As expected, what she loved to eat, even her mother wouldn't give it to her. The baby felt wronged and wanted to cry.

"How can you be so fierce? Your daughter is so young, and she wants to eat something delicious, what's wrong with that?"

"Daddy …" Emma Scott didn't expect her father to be so good to her, willing to give her something to eat.

Clarie Scott glared at her daughter. This little thing was quite shrewd. Even though she was usually a retard and had been scolded as a retard by her son every day, at this moment, who treated her well, she knew how to observe their expressions.

A childish "Daddy" caused Dempsey Wilson's heart to become as cold as steel, and his heart was shattered.

"Daddy, hug …" Emma Scott immediately opened her short hands and asked Dempsey Wilson to hug her.

Clarie Scott rolled her eyes. This little heartless guy, whoever had the money would go with them, right?

Dempsey Wilson immediately took the opportunity to hug his daughter in his arms. His thin lips couldn't help but kiss her cute little face.

Heavens, this was his daughter. He had never thought about what his child would look like, but at this moment, that soft and silky little fellow was lying on his shoulder as it sobbed softly, feeling wronged.

Dempsey Wilson really felt that his heart was about to be nurtured, so he subconsciously tightened his arms.

His daughter's small body was so light that it seemed like she had no weight. Her two short hands were tightly wrapped around his neck, unwilling to let go.

Clarie Scott originally wanted to slap her daughter on the butt, because her daughter wouldn't listen to her.

However, at this moment, Clarie Scott suddenly couldn't move.

She had never seen her daughter hug a man so confidently. In the past, when she had male friends by her side to hug her, she would be on guard and alert, but she had never been so at ease while leaning on a man.

And this man was her father.

Clarie Scott was really angry and sad. Her daughter seemed to be unaffected by Dempsey Wilson, which made her very sad.

It was as if her most treasured object was suddenly going to be stolen away by someone. She could do nothing about it.

This kind of feeling was extremely stuffy, and Clarie Scott suddenly hated this kind of feeling.

She should have immediately taken her daughter back from this man. Moreover, she should have taken her and her son away from here and not let this man have any contact with them.

However, she suddenly didn't have the courage to snatch her daughter from his arms.

Looking at her daughter's short hands that tightly hugged Dempsey Wilson's neck and her small face that was pressed against his broad shoulders, she felt as if something had scratched her heart at this moment.

She turned abruptly and headed for the door.

Dempsey Wilson proudly looked at the back of the stubborn leaving figure.