Chapter 1149
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
âDaddyâ.
The word swayed in Jeremyâs tear-clouded vision, reflecting in his dark eyes and shooting right through his heart.
Lillian was giving him a genuine smile as she stared at him, her arms raised high up in the air.
She was waiting, waiting for Jeremy to accept the picture she had drawn. She was waiting for Jeremy to see the word âDaddyâ that she had written herself.
On the paper, there were the figures of all five of them that made up her family.
The only daughter of the family was holding a distinguished manâs hand, looking at him as she called him âDaddyâ.
She finally called him her dad.
She finally understood that he was her biological father.
She could not speak, yet the drawing was a clear testament to her desire to call him her father.
Jeremyâs Adamâs apple bobbed as he harshly forced down the desire to cry.
Under Lillianâs expectant gaze, Jeremy turned and left.
His escape wiped off the smile on Lillianâs little face as despair began to replace the hope in her large eyes.
Madeline did not understand Jeremyâs actions. She only bent down to hug the disappointed princess.
âLillian, Mommyâs perfect princess, itâs okay.â Madeline comforted despite the stabbing pain in her heart.
Staring at the childâs diligent drawing, Madeline knew that the child understood.
She knew that Jeremy was her actual father.
Yet until she could break through the psychological fear, she would not be able to call him her father herself and drawings were all she could give.
Even so, Jeremy continued to ignore her.
âWhatâs wrong with Daddy, Mommy? Lily drew so well, but why didnât Daddy even take a look?â
Jackson walked over and asked.
Madeline quickly explained, âDaddy is just too happy that heâs feeling embarrassed.â
She made an excuse for Jeremy as she took the drawing from Lillianâs hands.
âHow about I help you pass this to Daddy, Lillian?â
Lillianâs dark eyes brightened as she nodded at Madeline.
Madelineâs chest tightened. âTrust me, Lily. Youâre irreplaceable in Mommy, Daddy, and your brotherâs hearts. Donât think otherwise, okay?â
Lilyâs marble-like eyes blinked as she nodded.
âThatâs my good girl.â Madeline placed a peck on the childâs cheek.
Seeing this, Jackson came over to ask for affection as well. âMe too, Mommy.â He pushed his handsome little cheek toward her.
Madeline placed a peck on his cheek as well and stood with the drawing in her hands. âHelp your sister with her homework, okay, Jack?â
âOkay!â Jackson replied obediently and took his sisterâs hand.
Staring at the two small figures, Madelineâs heart warmed. However, it was clenching in relief and regret at the same time.
These two kids had never gotten the chance to have the kind of carefree childhood other children got to experience. They did not get to bask in both their parentsâ love at the same time.
Madelineâs heart soured. âMust my children experience the same horrible childhood I had?â she asked herself. Looking closer at the drawing in her hands, Madelineâs heart ached.
She took the drawing and made her way to the courtyard.
She searched around and found Jeremy standing by the flower beds. With his back against her, the man seemed to be wiping the corner of his eyes.
Finding it weird, Madeline quickened her pace as she walked toward the man.
Hearing her footsteps, Jeremy turned around.
Under the cold silver moonlight, the manâs attractive features were calm as if everything that happened a moment ago had nothing to do with him at all.
Madeline was not angry at all when she was met with the indifferent expression the man wore. She spoke in a calm tone, âIf I were to still question and doubt you at this stage, Jeremy, then I donât think I deserve you at all.â