Noticing Ivana Bennett's expression, Lucas Walker turned his face to kiss her neck.
"Petra is still young; she won't be spoiled now. When she gets a bit older, I'll pay attention."
Ivana Bennett lifted her eyes to meet his gaze.
"Over time, your affection will become a habit, and being spoiled will become her habit. Once a habit is formed, it's hard to change. Lucas, you should know that such indulgence is not okay."
Lucas Walker raised his hand to gently stroke her hair, "I know that too, but every time I see her, I think of you... I still remember how you were back then, wrapped in a tiny swaddle, so small and cute..."
His voice was low, suffused with gentle emotion.
He was talking about the first time he met Ivana Bennett—he was five then, and she was still a small baby in swaddling clothes.
A meeting that lasted a lifetime.
Now the two of them not only have twin sons but also a lovely little daughter.
