Chapter 1925: Chapter 1925

Chapter 1925: Chapter 1937: Bad Daddy, Go Away

Taking advantage of Dylan’s moment of distraction, Skye pushed him away with all her might.

She tumbled off the sofa and didn’t dare glance at Dylan, instead supporting herself on the tea table as she scrambled toward the bedroom.

Skye had just experienced a massive shock and fright, her mind was in turmoil.

Only at that moment did she realize that all her years of effort had been in vain.

Dylan Wellington was practically her natural nemesis.

No matter how much mental preparation she did, no matter how perfectly she trained her body’s reactions and strength, she would always be a step behind when facing Dylan.

Skye had to admit, if Dylan wanted, he had a thousand ways to force her.

And at this moment, unwilling to be forced by Dylan, unwilling to soften her heart, Skye ‘rolled and crawled’ into the bedroom.

With Molly Wellington there, she didn’t believe Dylan would be a beast and do something to her in front of his daughter.

As soon as Skye opened the bedroom door, she saw Molly sitting on the big bed crying.

Apparently, the little girl had a bad dream, and now, half-asleep with her eyes closed, she sat on the bed sobbing.

To others, this kind of child’s crying might be noisy and annoying.

But for Skye, this was absolutely her savior.

She wrapped Molly in her arms, gently comforting, “Molly, be good. Aunt Skye is here, Auntie hasn’t left…haven’t abandoned Molly…”

As she spoke, she instinctively kissed the little girl’s pink, chubby cheeks several times.

This action was almost without thinking, purely a natural reflex of the body.

And Molly, who was just now wailing with closed eyes, suddenly quieted down.

The little lass seemed startled by Skye’s affection…

She suddenly stopped crying, biting her lower lip with her tiny teeth, her shoulders still shaking with leftover sobs.

With a frightful expression, she turned her head bit by bit from her teary eyes towards the left, then looked at Skye—

Skye finally realized something was wrong: “Molly, what’s the matter?”

She feared that her previous actions had scared the little girl.

After all, she wasn’t really anyone to Molly Wellington, suddenly hugging and kissing her like that, much like a weird Auntie.

However, the next second, the little princess of the Wellington family, who was just crying loudly, suddenly shook her head, breaking into a smile through tears: “Mwah mwah…Molly’s fine, Molly wants more of Aunt Skye’s scents…”

Saying this, the little lass lifted her chubby little hand, hugged Skye’s face, and smacked a kiss on her crimson lips.

This ‘bold’ action startled Skye immensely.

And when Dylan walked in holding something strange in his hand, he happened to see this scene.

He leaned against the doorframe, speaking in an indescribable tone, coldly saying, “Skye, you dropped something outside…” Orıginal content can be found at novel•fire.net

Saying this, he crooked his finger.

Hearing Dylan’s voice, Skye was startled, immediately turning her head.

She saw the bra she struggled with, which somehow slipped out of her pajamas, now dangling from Mr. Wellington’s fingertips.

And as her gaze moved up slightly, following the raised bra, she saw a deep-marked bite on Dylan’s left forearm, still oozing blood.

Skye was certain, Dylan was doing this on purpose!

Purposely using his injured left hand to dangle her bra, purposely showing off in front of the children, and purposely embarrassing her, intentionally setting a bad example for the kids!

“Ah, Bad Daddy, you go away—Molly doesn’t want you, go go go—”

But before Skye could respond, Molly, sitting on the bed, suddenly shouted, pulling up the blanket to cover herself, hiding away.

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