Miss, My Father loves you

Chapter 189 Daddy Is Stingy



Daryl looked at the TV and was sleepy. Her head tilted to one side gradually. When she was about to fall, a warm force suddenly held her. Looking at her sleepy face, Zack softened his eyes.

He turned off the TV with the other hand, stood up and gently put Daryl on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

Daryl lay down, moved her body and found a comfortable position before she fell asleep with the quilt in her arms. Looking at her intently, he couldn't help reaching out his slender hand and caressing her fair face with a hint of coldness. "Hmm..."

Daryl was in a daze. She felt an itch on her face and thought it was a mosquito. She raised her hand and slapped him. Zack's finger was slapped away, and his face darkened. He thought she could be quiet when she was sleeping! The next day.

Early in the morning, when Daryl woke up, she found that Zack was not around her, but the door of the ward was knocked. She answered and then the doctor came in with the nurse.

Daryl took a closer look and found that the doctor was the private doctor of the Ji Family, Ronan, from the Holland! "Hi, Miss Daryl."

Ronan greeted her with a warm smile, "Nice to meet you again."

"Hello."

Daryl nodded. When she saw Ronan, she couldn't help but think of his weird assistant.

But fortunately, this time he was not with that woman.

Ronan gave her a simple examination, and then said, "You're fine, and there's some sprain in your ankle. You'll be fine after two days' rest." "Okay, thank you." Daryl thanked him.

"You're welcome."

Ronan smiled and said, "Then I'll leave now. If you have any questions, just call the nurse here."

"Okay."

After that, Ronan left.

When he walked out of the ward, his new assistant shook his head strangely. "Why did Mr. Zack ask you to come personally to this patient even though she had such a light injury?" "Nothing."

Ronan smiled and said, "You will understand in the future. Let's go."

In the ward, Daryl was a little hungry.

She was about to ask the nurse if there was breakfast in the hospital, but Zack came back soon.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as he came back, he saw her get out of bed. "I'm a little hungry. I want to find something to eat." Daryl whispered with grievance.

"Go back and have a seat." Holding her arm, Zack took her back to the bed and put the breakfast on the table. "Just congee and bun..."

Daryl took a look at it. It was tasteless. A trace of loss flashed across her little face.

"Idiot, you are sick. What else do you want to eat?"

Zack went back to the villa early in the morning and asked the chef at home to cook it.

But when Zack taught her a lesson, it was exactly the same as when he educated Benjamin.

"Fine. Why do you always scold me?" Daryl snorted.

Then she picked up a bun and began to eat.

She bit bun so hard as if Zack was the bun, and she was going to swallow him alive.

Zack was amused by her cute action.

When Daryl was eating, she suddenly remembered and asked him awkwardly, "Well, have you had breakfast yet?" "No."

Zack's face darkened. He said, "I went home early to cook porridge for you. I didn't have time to eat it." 'Oh...

Daryl nodded and continued eating.

Seeing that she continued to eat

after aski 7ack felt even more et

depressed. This woman must have done it on purpose!

'Til give you half."

But in the end, Daryl gave the rest of the bun to Zack. She said awkwardly, "I just can't finish it." Zack frowned in disgust.

"What are you doing? You don't like it because I have eaten it? I haven't eaten this half." Daryl said as she put bun into his mouth.

"Hey, don't spit it out!"

Although Zack didn't look good, he finally took the bun out and began to eat slowly.

Seeing this, Daryl smiled happily with mischief bright in her eyes.

Zack shook his head helplessly.

After breakfast, Daryl took some medicine. Then Zack took her out of the hospital.

When they got back to the villa, Benjamin came out as soon as he heard the sound of them coming back. "Mommy."

As soon as Daryl walked to the door, the little guy rushed over and was about to hug her.

But he was stopped by Zack. He said in a low voice, "Benjamin, behave yourself. Your mommy's foot is hurt." "Okay." Benjamin replied with a little disappointment.

But he still felt sorry for his mother.

"It's not that serious."

After saying that, Daryl smiled and held Benjamin's hand. "It doesn't matter, baby. Let's go inside together." "Okay, Mommy."

After the mother and son entered the house, Zack followed them inside.

"I'm going upstairs to change my clothes."

As soon as Daryl finished her words, Zack called a maid to help her up.

After she went upstairs, Zack sat beside his son.

The two of them sat quietly together. The expressions on their faces were the same.

After a while, Benjamin found his tongue. "Daddy, I answered the great grandpa's phone for you!"

"Okay."

Replied Zack flatly.

"But it took me a lot of effort to get rid of great grandpa!

Benjamin's face bulged. "Shouldn't you reward something?"

'Oh?' Zack raised his eyebrows and looked at the little guy. "Then what do you want?"

"I want three days off from school."

"No way."

Benjamin felt his father was so

petty-minded! He had helped Zack get rid of great grandpa, but he couldn't agree to such a small request. .

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"Then I won't do my homework for three days!" The little guy compromised in frustration.

After thinking for a while, Zack nodded in agreement. "Okay."

"Daddy, you are so mean!"

Even though Zack had agreed, Benjamin still made a face at him and then ran upstairs quickly.

Zack shook his head helplessly. But

after sitting downstairs for a while, he received a message from his

family and went to the study on the third floor. novelbin

On the balcony of the study, the tall and straight figure of Zack was standing there.

"Grandpa."

It was his grandfather on the phone!

"You brat, tell me what's going on with Joey in the base!

The voice on the other end of the phone was old, but deep and powerful!


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