"My daughter is really smart." Arthur Lindsey's charming lips curved into an enchanting smile.
Both his daughters were so understanding, making him, as their father, feel completely at ease.
"Hehe, Daddy's the best at giving compliments."
Little Clarissa was also very happy, her two little hands clinging around his neck, slightly pouting her lips, "How much longer until Mama comes home? Daddy, you don't know, just a second before you got back, I almost let it slip that Mama is in the hospital..."
"Another month." Arthur's expression wasn't so relaxed.
Thinking about his woman having to lie in a hospital bed for a month, enduring such hard times, weighed heavily on his heart.
"A month... that's so long..."
Little Clarissa said innocently and with some grievance, "Can't the doctor heal Mama's sickness any faster? It's so tiring for me to act with Grandpa and Grandma at home..."
"It's been tough for our little baby."
