Chapter 1273 

John approached Aunt Wanda and stopped right in front of her. He looked at the baby that was sleeping soundly in her arms, and a soft look surfaced in his eyes. 

He turned to Aunt Wanda and smiled politely. “I suppose you’re Wanda?” 

Aunt Wanda was startled by this. “How did you know?” 

“I’m John, the father of this child.” 

 

Aunt Wanda was flabbergasted by this revelation. 

She turned to Ben as if to seek confirmation. 

Ben nodded at her from a distance as he could not get close to her. 

Aunt Wanda frowned. “You… What are you doing here? This child belongs to Miss Sherry. She gave birth to her and you don’t have any right to take her away.” 

John chuckled mockingly. “As if she’d ever exist if not for 

me.” 

Aunt Wanda grimaced and continued clutching onto the baby tightly. 

John motioned. “Aunt Wanda, please hand her over.” 

Aunt Wanda refused to budge. 

to approach

as she shouted and protested, “This is Miss Sherry’s child, don’t even think

remarked with a calm smile, “They won’t be rough with her. Just hand me the

Wanda eyed him suspiciously and adamantly

in a slightly threatening voice, “I’m sure you don’t want them to wake her up either.”

Wanda felt her voice

she refused to hand her over, these men would take her away by force,

anything were to happen

she heaved a long sigh and

took

was now a measured gentleness in his gesture as if he was handling a priceless jewel. It seemed to him that the slightest force would disrupt the baby

his arms and pressed her against his

chubby little face. He felt a warm and fuzzy feeling swelling

daughter, the daughter

was a father.

just as cute, if not more so than

– 

pride, then turned to ask Aunt Wanda.

eyes twitched. “I don’t

to Ben

“I

the edge of the bed with Caprice in

the mother and baby was written on the sign. The mother was Sherry Fowler and the baby was

in his eyes, then he shot

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