“Let her sleep a little longer," Mark said, not wanting his daughter to leave his arms.

Despite his request, Cecilia picked up Olivia and began singing her a lullaby. After a while, she said, "The nurse will come to give you an IV drip later. Mark, don't spoil the child too much."

Mark smiled.

After a while, he replied, "I can also be a strict father, you know.

If you spoil them, then I will be more strict with them."

Cecilia rolled her eyes and ignored what he was saying.

After soothing her daughter, she went to fetch the milk powder.

While Cecilia was waiting for the milk to cool, she brushed Olivia's baby teeth until they sparkled.

Shortly after that, a nurse arrived to put on an intravenous drip on Mark.

Once she was done, she couldn't help but see Olivia up close.

She played with Olivia for a while and then said in hushed tones, "They said that this little girl is the cutest one in the world! ALL the nurses in the in-patient department want to come and see her.

But since this is a VIP ward, they can't come in. They couldn't even sneak in because of Mr. Evans’ bodyguards."

As she spoke, Cecilia didn't like her tone.

When the nurse left, Cecilia said to Mark, "Maybe we should take Olivia out less."

Mark narrowed his eyes at her.

“Are you afraid that everyone's going to Like her?"

Cecilia scratched her head and looked away. Then, after a while, she said softly, "I was just like this when I was a child. Everyone liked me, and so I was raised to be... that way."

Mark flashed a gentle smile and placed his hand atop hers.

"You're fine the way you are," he told her.

"I like you very much."