In the living room, only Lucas Scott remained, holding the pillow that the Little Princess was sweetly sleeping on in his arms.
Lucas Scott had learned the correct posture, yet Molly's small hand kept clutching the corner of his clothes, unwilling to leave him, forcing him to hold her as they slept.
Lucas Scott lowered his gaze and stared at the little girl who was dependent on him.
Molly was very beautiful, with delicate features, large eyes, and thick eyebrows, and yet her nose and mouth were quite small, her face not even as big as one of his palms.
When she was awake, she was like a clever little fox, but when she was asleep, she was inexplicably well-behaved, like a little angel in slumber.
As if all impurities could be cleansed by the purity radiating from her...
"Lovely Piggy..." Molly seemed to be dreaming about something and suddenly murmured in her sleep, followed by a sweet smile forming on her lips.
