I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Chapter 672 Daddy...

Jack was not surprised by Queenie's decision.

Even if she did not mention it, he would discuss it with her some time soon anyway. They needed to be reunited with their birth daughter.

Jack sighed and said, "I'd love to be reunited with our daughter too. A few days ago, I met Bianca at Bay Town. It hurts to see her right in front of me, but I can't get any closer to her, and it... breaks my heart to see her so thin and haggard."

Queenie washed her hands with the tap next to the easel, then returned to her rattan chair and massaged her neck. "I don't think I can wait any longer, Jack. We should go to visit the Crawfords this weekend, tell them the truth, and reunite with our birth daughter!"

She had chronic cervical spondylosis. If she lowered her head for extended periods, she would suffer from intense sharp pain in her neck.

Seeing what his wife was doing, Jack took off his coat, placed it on the rack, and began to massage Queenie's neck and shoulders.

To alleviate his wife's pain, Jack had learned physiotherapy techniques during his free time from a renowned physiotherapist. No one had expected the exalted Mr. Norman to do that for his wife.

Queenie knew that her husband loved her. Over the years, she had returned his love.

That was why their marriage lasted.

While Jack massaged Queenie, he said, "You should paint less so you wouldn't be bothered by neck pain so often. Moreover, you have sensitive skin, and there are many chemicals in oil paints that can cause allergies. Have you forgotten about that time when you had to be rushed to the hospital because you stayed up all night painting?"

He reprimanded Queenie.

Queenie smiled nonchalantly when she was reminded of that embarrassing episode. "That's already so long ago. Why are you mentioning it? Oil paints nowadays have far less harmful chemicals than before, and the risk is negligible. Painting is my favorite hobby and quitting it is impossible. I'd give up my business before I give up painting."

in college, and Jack knew how much she loved painting. The first time he met her, she was sitting among the bushes painting flowers. Her elegant demeanor and the lifelike painting

stopped painting, even though she became a businesswoman. She had

sought after by collectors and art institutions

an influential name in the artists'

brought her trouble. Many people sought to commission her for huge sums of money, and some people even tried to give her bribes under the pretense of commissioning her. Queenie had declined such offers, and Jack had declared that

this way. Eventually, those schemers gave

seen her paintings, but I've seen her house design for Father. Father is a picky person, and many renowned designers could not satisfy him, except for Bianca. I think that our daughter is

still be considered one of the best. Do you know why I

husband. You're afraid that the people from the Crawford family might

held

her head to look at him, and shook her head gently. "That's only one of the reasons. Allison Tanner is an arrogant and

ve

She blames Bianca for Luke's death and says that our daughter has brought bad luck to her son. If not for Old Master Crawford,

and his hands paused. "How dare she! Even if my daughter leaves the Crawford family,

come and talk to me if she wants to do

smiled and patted Jack's hand, telling

up from her chair, went to the shelf next to her, took

document, not sure what to expect. The more he read it,

uncontrollably. "When... when did you

hair and took it to the hospital for a DNA test. I've confirmed that Bianca is indeed our birth daughter. Jack, the main reason I want to formalize our relationship with Bianca is that I found out that she's facing financial difficulties, and I hope that we can help her. My poor girl has suffered so much since she was young, and when she finally found happiness, an accident took her husband's life away. It's not easy for

Jack already knew that Bianca was his birth daughter, looking

his own eyes gave him