Return of the Crowned Heiress

Return of the Crowned Heiress Chapter 583

Imogen listened with her heart pounding. She was filled with trust and relief rather than suspicion. “Archie, how are your injuries now? Will there be any lingering effects?”

“They’re almost fully healed. There’s no need to worry.” Archie replied, whispering next to her car with a smile on his face. “I still have to take care of my wife and child, don’t I? I wouldn’t dare not recover.”

Just that one sentence made Imogen’s face flush a deep red.

The maids standing nearby exchanged glances, each seeing the same sentiment in the other’s eyes–admiration for how deeply Imogen and Archie cared

for each other.

But duty called. One maid stepped forward and reminded Imogen, “Ms. Russell, you’re still barefoot. Let me help you put on your shoes.”

Imogen was about to respond when Archie took the shoes from the maid’s hands and knelt down, personally putting them on for her.

Then, without hesitation, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her back to the bedroom.

tucking her in, Archie

cherubic face–soft, fair, and irresistibly adorable.

faded, though he forced himself to suppress his disappointment. Even knowing the child was biologically

attachment.

a flawless facade. His expression brimmed with joy and fatherly pride,

asked with a hint of nervous

couldn’t help but laugh, playfully scolding him, “You’re his

down, Archie gingerly lifted the

forward to guide him, saying, “Sir, place your hand

quivered before he burst into loud walls,

to soothe him. “Don’t cry, baby. I’m

cried harder, his face

quickly took the baby back, offering, “Mr. Caleb might be hungry or need a diaper change. I’ll take him

“Alright,” Archie replied.

face vanished. His expression grew