Chapter 20 As soon as he opened the door, he stared straight at himself

"He's just a very handsome and nice little brother, but he doesn't believe my mommy is super pretty! So I want to bring a photo to show them!"

Christopher didn't pay much attention to these words, considering it just a little friend his daughter had made. He raised his hand and gently ruffled her little head, coaxing with a smile, "Alright, it's noon, time to sleep. You'll recover faster with more rest."

Hope Hart slowly lay down, tugging at her daddy's arm and pleading with charm, "I want mommy to come and stay with me. With mommy here, Hope's sickness will surely get better quickly... Daddy, can you go find mommy for me, please?"

Seeing his daughter's pitiful look, Christopher couldn't bear to refuse and nodded, "Okay."

"Then let's pinky promise!" Hope Hart extended her tiny, fair and delicate hand and, in a darling way, hooked fingers with her daddy's strong hand, only then contentedly lying down to go to sleep.