Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 835:

The word “Dad” made Paul freeze, his hands hovering uncertainly in mid-air. He was unsure how to respond. Just then, Elvis entered the room. The scene before him left him stunned; he had never envisioned that Marissa would burst into Paul’s room simply to hug him and call him Dad.

Paul had once humbly wished for Marissa to accept him as her father, but she had consistently and proudly declined, claiming she wasn’t used to casually recognizing someone as her father. Yet today, here she was, actively and eagerly calling him Dad. What had sparked this change in Marissa?

Paul, initially startled, gently patted Marissa’s back, smiling as he asked, “Does this mean you’ve agreed to be my daughter?”

Marissa tightened her embrace around Paul, pressing her tear-streaked face against his chest as she replied, “It has nothing to do with agreeing or disagreeing. I am your daughter.”

Paul felt a profound emotion stir within him, yet he was even more bewildered. “Marissa, has something happened?”

“Yes, something very wonderful has occurred,” Marissa said.

the thrill

could have made this young girl so jubilant that she now willingly acknowledged him as

she tightened her arms around Paul and leaned her head against

still flashing in her mind. The sight of the water

that ordeal. But not only had her father survived, he had

tears kept flowing, to the point that they soaked through Paul’s pajama shirt. He could feel the warm dampness of the fabric where she laid her face. Paul stared at the top of Marissa’s head in utter confusion. She told him something wonderful had happened, so why was she weeping

credit, Paul did not pry. He didn’t mind the embrace. If anything, he liked how she was relying on him. For the first time in his life, he got a glimpse of what it meant to be a father. It was

a child, would he have enjoyed the luxury of being a parent much earlier? Would he have forged a stronger bond

side and watched the two of them in silence, not

no idea how long she had been crying, but she eventually stopped and slowly sat up straight. “What happened?” Paul asked softly as he wiped the

excited to share the news. If it was possible to teleport to Paul’s villa, she would have probably done it. But after a