Callum was right. She was more likely the one being selfish, unaware of the real problem. Even her twins were smarter than her. Looking at their personalities, she noticed they were gradually becoming very similar to Callum's, stubborn and possessive. From now on, she wasn't allowed to return home. She still had a lot of things to bring. Callum reasoned that for now, he had sent someone to fetch all the important things to bring home.
Although she was still nervous about living in this luxurious home, her twins seemed happy to finally have a full set of parents. Edith was relieved to see her daughters happily playing with their father before sleep.
"My daughter, do you want to sleep? You look tired today," Callum asked, stroking his daughter's head.
Eliana nodded. "But I want Daddy to read me a fairy tale. I'm still not sleepy."
Callum held his little princess. "Okay, I'll definitely read you a fairy tale."
