"Daddy, I love you the most," Helena said, her tiny hands cupping Alaric's face as she planted a soft, mushy kiss on his cheek.

Her voice was so tender and sweet that it could melt anyone's heart. Alaric was over the moon, his heart turning into a puddle. His smile, as warm as the spring sunshine, gently brushed his cheek against Helena's soft face as he said, "Daddy loves you the most too."

"Daddy, me too," Julian said, taking small steps over to Alaric, clutching at his jeans and looking up for attention. Alaric looked down and met Julian's hopeful eyes, freeing one hand to embrace Helena while using the other to gently pat Julian's head. "Daddy loves you a lot too," he said softly.

"Giggle... I love Daddy too," Julian laughed joyfully, expressing his love for his father.

Kimberly watched from the side, feeling a mix of annoyance and amusement. She was annoyed because Alaric, as their father, seemed to lack discretion in his actions, having another child with a different woman. She thought he hardly deserved the children's unconditional love! But the amusing part was that the children knew nothing of this. They only knew that Alaric was their dad, and they offered all their love without any reservation, never hiding their affection for him. Children truly are the most innocent beings.

on the slide? Let's go. It's almost time to head back home; it's getting dark," Kimberly said as she stepped forward and took Julian's hand. She

instantly forgot her declaration of

her, let her

taking her hand, and turned back to wave at Alaric. "Bye Daddy, I'm off to play

having fun on the slide, and don't miss Daddy too much," Alaric said, raising his

watching with a cold eye, sneer at Alaric. "What were you trying to do just now? Holding onto my hand, you weren't thinking of doing something, were you?" Alaric remembered his suspicion that Hertha's comment about him being eager to play the doting dad might imply Julian and Helena weren't his children. This had stirred a tempest in his heart. But all those doubts vanished with the children's interactions with him. Helena's eyes looked so much like his, and Julian's demeanor was so similar to his

his awkwardness. "Oh, you got me wrong. I was just checking if your hands were

be able to feel the warmth if this fist landed on your face?" Hertha

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