"Daddy, I hate you." One of the lines that Abigail recently heard and knew that affects her daddy the most.
The little girl has grown up quite much in just six months and can talk properly. Just like her grandmother, she had long curly red hair and a pair of crimson eyes that shone brightly with mischief.
She has heard her mother saying the same thing and her father fulfilled her request later. That's why the little one was following the same method to get her wish fulfilled.
Richard, who was sitting on his beloved lounger while reading a book, hummed in response.
Abigail rested her hand on her waist and pouted, "Why doesn't it work?"
Lilia, who was sitting nearby and peeling an apple for her Lord, smiled at the sight as she told her, "You are just six months old, young lady. You can't join the training at such a tender age."