Bella had never seen Ivy blush before, and in all her memories, Ivy had always been a strong, powerful person. This kind of petite feminine posture was something she had never seen before. "Mommy, I don't think it was Daddy's fault when he forced himself on you all those years ago..."
"Bella, you're really insightful!"
Before Bella could finish her sentence, Michael quickly pledged his allegiance, aligning himself with his daughter. "It's because your mommy is so enchanting, Daddy couldn't control himself, and that's how Bella was created!"
Ivy: "..."
Are you sure you couldn't control yourself, and that it wasn't just a forced act?
Bella: "..."
So that's how I came to be?
"Daddy, you're so amazing, you created Bella in just one night!"