Chapter 295: Lady, would you like to try this bed with me?

"Daddy, are you sick?"

Quiana Doyle frowned, reaching out to feel Hugo Hayes's forehead.

Strange.

Daddy didn't have a fever, so why was he talking nonsense?

More than what Hugo Hayes had said, Quiana was more concerned about his palm at the moment.

She held Hugo's hand and opened it to check.

After seeing that his palm wasn't hurt, the little girl quietly breathed a sigh of relief, furrowed her brows, and admonished in a resonant and nasal voice, "Daddy, you have to be more careful next time, it really hurts to get cut by glass."

Hugo Hayes pursed his lips, staring at Quiana's round, chubby little face.

This little girl's cheeks had grown even rounder these past couple of days.

He stroked Quiana's soft hair and nodded, "Okay, Daddy promises you, but you also have to promise Daddy what you just said."

"Okay!" Quiana smiled sweetly, revealing a big grin, "Harriet now has only one Daddy, and will only have one Daddy in the future, that will never change!"