As soon as he spoke, Celeste Grant couldn't help but laugh.
"Archfiend, do you have to be so funny?"
Javier Sinclair blushed.
So what if he was being laughed at by his wife? He just felt a bit left out, that was all. It wasn't embarrassing!
At this moment, the little girl reached out her hands. "Mommy, I want a hug too."
Looking at her daughter who had toddled over, Celeste reached out, rubbed her head, and picked her up. "Alright, Mommy will give you a hug." Holding her daughter, she planted a kiss on her chubby little cheek.
The little girl touched her cheek and giggled. "Hehe, are you jealous, Daddy? Being jealous is useless. I'm never washing my face again."
Javier's mouth twitched.
He wondered if this was his sweet little angel. It felt like his little angel was a bit of a traitor.
Celeste burst into laughter. "Haha, such a clever little imp."
Noah Grant and his wife watched the scene unfold before them, smiles gracing their faces.
