Have you played a little coquettish with me? But I still asked, "Why?"

Murphy also pinched my face gently and smiled playfully, "I'm afraid you suspect that I have a father's obedience again. I've become so perverted that I've fantasized about a man younger than me as a father."

It was like a joke, but not a joke. Murphy liked me, not without the reasons why I looked and character were somewhat similar to her father. We had such a big misunderstanding at the beginning, and it was also because of this. Murphy, who was seriously autistic and even was tortured by his mother, almost changed into depression. He didn't understand whether she liked me or liked me to care for her like her father. I, who was already inferior, tended to the possibility that later...

If there was no such misunderstanding, what would our current relationship be like? There is no ‘if’ in reality, so it is so sad and emotional.

"It doesn't matter. I can't be happy to have a daughter like you. She is beautiful and rich. She will never worry about no one raising her in this life."

"You think beautifully," Murphy scraped my nose hard, "I'm still waiting for you to raise me."
Chapter completed!