Chapter 184: Does Mr. Hart Still Know the Shame of Losing Face?

She glanced at him only once, her eyes darting away as if shocked by electricity, and she said irritably, "Can't you be more mindful in front of your daughter?!"

"She's just a kid; what does she know? Haven't I always been there whenever I took her swimming?"

The man casually dropped this remark and turned away, drying his hair.

With every movement of his arms, the muscles across his shoulder blades undulated, each inch exuding a burgeoning male power.

And this guy was tall and leggy, broad-shouldered yet slim-hipped.

From an aesthetic point of view, he was indeed flawless and enticing.

Ugh!

Realizing she was once again dazzled by him, Amelia quickly regained her senses.

Yet, regarding his words, she couldn't find a counterargument.

A single father raising a daughter inevitably faced many inconveniences.

And as the child grew older, these difficulties would only increase.

With this in mind, she really couldn't leave anymore.