Ben replied, “I can’t feed Enzo. Even if I make his formula, he’ll only drink it if you hold him. When I try to feed him, it’s like I’ve poisoned it—he won’t take a sip.” Ben was frustrated with how picky Enzo could be.

He had made the formula, but Enzo refused to let him feed him. He only wanted Jane. When Jane wasn’t home, Enzo would eventually eat if he got hungry enough, but he was still smart enough to know who was feeding him.

Jane said, “I’ll feed him later. You should take Avah inside to sleep. It’s still a bit chilly out here.”

Enzo was already bundled up in his coat. Jane checked his clothes to ensure he wouldn’t get cold.

Ben carried Avah away, occasionally lowering his head to kiss her little face.

Serenity watched Ben walk away with Avah in his arms and commented to Jane, “Young Master Johnson treats Avah differently. He’s a bit less patient with Enzo but absolutely adores Avah.”

Jane smiled, “He’s always been a doting father to his daughter.”

a mother. She used them to wipe away Enzo’s tears and runny nose, then said to him, “You cried so much even though your dad was with you. Anyone who didn’t know better might think he’d hit

look around. He placed his hands on the stone table, patted it, and

called out to him, “Enzo,

Enzo turned to look at her,

couple of “En En” sounds, as he wasn’t able to

Then he grinned.

Avah were both adorable, and they both resembled Ben. But in this generation of the Johnson family, there were already several boys, and Avah was the only girl, making

and reached out to Enzo, wanting to hold him. But instead of reaching out to her, he focused on trying to

daughters and sons. Avah was sitting quietly in my arms, and now this little guy has stopped crying and is already trying to climb on

picking him up and placing

the table

pants and a diaper, so his little bottom won’t

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