Chapter 1504: Man's Anger

One year.

The man remarried for one year.

When he thought about how his child had been abused for a year and he, as a father, was completely unaware of it, he wanted to beat himself up.

How slow could he be?

How could that woman pretend nothing happened in front of him? !
When he asked about his daughter's condition, how could that woman say that his daughter was fine? !

too frightening.

Really scary.

He actually put such a terrible person next to his daughter.
That woman had the nerve to call his daughter a devil?!

She herself is the most hateful devil!
If he had some doubts in his heart about what the woman said in the hospital before, now he completely regarded it as nonsense.

His daughter had been hurt so badly by her, yet that woman wouldn't even let his daughter go even though she had to be hospitalized!

How could she bear to hurt such a good child who was willing to endure all the pain so that her father would not be alone? !

If she couldn't accept his daughter from the beginning, why did she marry him?

He never concealed the existence of his daughter.

He even told her the truth about his daughter's specialness.

What he wants is a wife who truly cares about his daughter and treats her well.

Instead of a vicious woman who says one thing in front of you and another behind your back, who is two-faced, sweet-mouthed and treacherous!

After getting the medicine, the man carried his daughter back to the parking lot.

Just as he was about to put his daughter in the passenger seat, she tugged at his clothes.

He looked inquiringly.

The girl pointed in the direction of the back seat.

After a moment of hesitation, he realized that the girl was going to sit in the back seat.

Although I was a little confused as to why the girl suddenly wanted to sit in the back seat?

Weren't you sitting in the passenger seat when you came?

Then he felt a little amused at his own seriousness.

Maybe it was because the child was sitting in the passenger seat when he came, so he wanted to sit somewhere else when he went back.

kid.

He put his daughter in the back seat, fastened her seat belt, and then returned to the driver's seat.

……

While driving, he looked up at the rearview mirror and saw a child holding a doll in the car, with his head down, seemingly saying something. The dim light and the music in the car made it impossible for him to make out the child's expression or hear what he was mumbling.

However, he smiled slightly.

I just thought the kids were playing house.

Seeing that the child's mood was not affected, the man felt relieved.

He also worried that coming to the hospital would bring back bad memories for the child.

This kid is much stronger than him.

The corners of the man's mouth turned upward.

But the look in his eyes was hard to discern.

That woman also lives in that hospital.

He didn't tell the child and he didn't go to see her.

Although for a moment he really wanted to rush to the woman and ask her why she treated his child like this?
But soon, he suppressed his thoughts.

The child is still around.

Nothing is more important than children.

He took a deep breath.

Having made a mistake once, he will not make it again.

This time, he will take good care of the child.

He would never let anyone with bad intentions hurt his children again.

Nor will you let your children get hurt because of your carelessness.

learn from mistakes.

Thinking of the injuries on the child, he felt that this was too much of a loss.

If he doesn't improve, he will look down on himself.

……

When I got home, the sky outside the window was dark and the moonlight was dim.

It's getting late.

The man applied medicine to the girl and let her lie on the bed.

The girl had no intention of falling asleep. Instead, she opened her big black eyes and looked at the man with a bit of eagerness.

The man was stunned.

Then he noticed the child's glance towards the bedside table.

His gaze also turned away.

Then he saw the fairy tale books stacked on the bedside table.

A look of realization appeared on his face.

He remembered that his wife used to read bedtime stories to the children every night.

After his wife left and before he remarried, he would also read bedtime stories to his children.

Later, the person who read the story became his current wife.

That woman...

He even doubted whether she had ever read a bedtime story to her children.
Ah.

The next second, he sneered in his heart.

Is there any need to doubt it?

How could such a cruel woman have such patience?

……

"Which one do you want to listen to, Qiqi?"

The man took a stack of fairy tale books from the bedside table.

"Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, The Little Mermaid, The Ugly Duckling... Little Red Riding Hood..."

"Little Red Riding Hood?"

The girl nodded.

"Ok."

The man put the other storybooks back on the bedside table and opened the Little Red Riding Hood storybook.

"Qiqi, lie down."

Seeing the child about to come closer, the man smiled and gently pressed the child's shoulder.

"Close your eyes."

"Just listen to it."

The girl closed her eyes obediently, holding a doll in her arms.

The man frowned slightly.

He had the impression that the child did not have the habit of sleeping with a doll in his arms.

Is it because of lack of security?
Under the dim bedside lamp, the man's face flickered.

But soon, the corners of the man's mouth curled up.

He noticed that the child's eyes had secretly opened a crack and were looking at him.

"Daddy is going to start reading a story."

The man put his hand over the child's eyes and said, "Qiqi, close your eyes obediently."

The child hugged the doll tightly and nodded seriously.

Her eyelids were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Don't use so much force."

The man warned the child, "Be careful of eye pain."

The child's tense face suddenly relaxed.

The man shook his head in amusement, "Okay, Dad is going to start reading Little Red Riding Hood."

"Cough cough~"

The man cleared his throat.

He hadn't read a storybook to his child for a long time, and he felt inexplicably nervous.

"Once upon a time, there was a lovely little girl..."

……

The man put down the fairy tale book in his hand.

The child has fallen asleep.

The sound of gentle breathing brushed against the fur on the doll.

He smiled and helped the child tidy up the loose hair on his forehead.

The soft hair made his heart soften.

He put the fairy tale book back on the bedside table and turned off the bedside lamp.

He sat in the dark for a while, then tiptoed out of the room.

"Click~"

After an inaudible sound, the door was closed.

The man walked onto the balcony and lit a cigarette.

He smokes.

I used to smoke.

But after his wife became pregnant, he stopped smoking at home.

One time, he came back from smoking outside and wanted to hug his child. The child covered his nose and said in disgust, so he didn’t smoke outside much anymore.

He was not a heavy smoker to begin with.

Quitting smoking was almost easy for him.

Now, it was the first time in many years that he smoked at home.

The air is a bit cool in the evening.

But it just happened to clear up his somewhat confused brain.

(End of this chapter)