My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

816 Chapter 815

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Amy tilted her head up, her eyes bright with excitement as she called out, "Daddy!"

Monbatten froze in place, staring down at the tiny girl. His brows furrowed in confusion. "What did you just call me?"

"Daddy! You're Daddy!"

Her sweet, clear voice rang through the room, leaving Monbatten stunned.

Squatting down to her eye level, Monbatten suddenly chuckled. "How old are you, little one?"

Amy replied in her childish lilt, "Three!"

Keira, standing nearby, found herself at a loss for words, torn between laughter and frustration.

Amy had always been such a well-behaved child and had promised not to cause trouble on the way here. So why was she acting up now?

Keira stepped forward, a polite but apologetic smile on her face. "King Monbatten, I'm so sorry. This is my daughter. She's just teasing you."

Monbatten waved her off with an indulgent laugh. "No worries. She's adorable."

Then, with a wistful sigh, he added, "I wish I had a daughter as sweet as her."

Amy's face lit up as she pointed at herself. "Daddy, I am your daughter!"

Monbatten laughed again, though this time softer. "Alright, alright. You're my daughter."

He reached out to gently pat her head, his eyes growing tender.

desire for a child had been a quiet ache in

and vigor. But by twenty-five, when he finally started longing

an heir, the pressure to adopt or designate one from the extended family grew heavier by the day. After all, a king couldn't leave the throne

his gaze returning to

a purity in her large, sparkling eyes—like fresh grapes in the morning

her hair and turned

on a

under Keera's care, meals were sporadic, often missed or poorly prepared. After Keira had taken her in, Amy's diet

of an ethereal character from a classic novel—beautiful and yet so easy

Keira glanced at Amy.

"Daddy," had been terribly improper,

Olsen family, it was the same—no one, from

with those shy, pleading

She was simply irresistible.

known for his indifference toward children,

of longing for a child had made Monbatten sensitive to the topic. His relatives often flaunted their offspring before him,

overexposure had left him exasperated and weary

was different. From the moment he saw her, she had

Lewis. "Is she

exchanged a look before Lewis nodded. "Yes,

chuckled. "She doesn't look much like either

fixed on Amy, his brows slightly furrowed. There was something oddly

"Why

the long banquet hall, where a beautifully

had been prepared for Amy, the little girl ignored it, her tiny arms and legs working hard as she pushed a chair closer to

to sit next to

sighed, pinching the bridge of

and carry Amy back, Monbatten stopped her with a laugh. "Let her. It'll be

turned to Amy with a warm smile. "What do you want to eat?