âI was teaching Gigi to speak.â But it wasnât successful.
Bobby didnât have the heart to admit his failure.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Baron Lawrence, holding Giselle Lawrence, came over and glanced at him. With a straight face, he looked at the Barbie doll on the sofa and said, âYouâre using a âdog boneâ to teach.â
âIâm just using something Gigi likes to teach her, not a dog bone. If Gigi is a dog, then youâre a big dog.â Having spent so much money on the dolls without any success in hearing the word brother, Bobby retorted, âYou try instead, since she wonât even call you Dad.â
Baron Lawrence didnât intend to pay attention to him.
But he heard the key point.
His footsteps toward the study, holding the little girl, suddenly paused. He lowered his head and met the big, watery eyes of the little girl staring at him. They stared at each other.
Giselle was the first to grin, with saliva sparkling at the corner of her mouth. She giggled and shouted to him, âUncle!â
Soft, crisp, and loud!
Baron Lawrenceâs handsome face stiffened.
Bobby felt a little better in his heart. At least his sister still knew he was Brother, and the Dubious Man next door was worse off, being called uncle.
Thank goodness the Dubious Man didnât have brothers or otherwiseâ¦
Bobbyâs mood was suddenly bright and clear.
âSave~â
Seeing them still staring at each other, Enna quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, âGigi doesnât really know how to speak yet. She can only say a few words, uncle means uncle. She likes to call her favorite men uncle. It doesnât mean her actual uncle.â
Uncleâ¦
Itâs even worse than her real uncle.
Baron Lawrenceâs handsome eyebrows narrowed. He had almost stepped into the study but retreated and returned to the living room. He put Giselle on the sofa, supported her shoulders with both hands, took a breath to make his expression look a little friendlier, and used an unprecedented coaxing tone, âGigi, call me Dad.â
Enna had seen him arrogant.
Domineering
Unreasonable
Violent
But she had never seen him so⦠gentle.
She was completely dumbfounded.
âCall me Dad.â
The one-year-old girlâs acceptance of new words was not high. She twisted her butt but couldnât break free from Baron Lawrenceâs big hand and pouted, âHold me.â@@novelbin@@
Her eyes were similar to Ennaâs, clear and bright, exceptionally beautiful. Baron Lawrence almost gave up teaching her and held her as she wished.
But at this time, he caught a glimpse of Bobby watching the excitement from the corner of his eye. His brows furrowed and he held back.
He tried teaching her again, âGigi, call me Dad.â
â@ï¿¥%â¦&*.â The little girlâs mouth spat out a string of gibberish.
Enna couldnât bear to watch anymore and reached out to pick up Giselle, âBaron Lawrence, Gigi is stillâ¦â The two words âtoo youngâ were still unfinished.
Before she could finish, the little girl who had been speaking gibberish suddenly spat out, âEight.â
Her eyes rolled as if she realized her mistake. She tilted her head and tried again, âHold.â
The third time, she pronounced it accurately, âDad!â
Soft, crisp, and loud!
Bobby, who had been watching the excitement just now, was suddenly struck by lightning. It felt like a huge blow. His shoulders slumped, and he said to Enna, âWoman, Iâm going back to my room to sleep for a while, call me when itâs time to eat.â
He had just coaxed Gigi for so long, and she hadnât learned to call him brother. The Dubious Man next door had casually taught her, and she actually called him Dad nowâ¦