Janey clapped cheerfully, saying, "Thank you, Mommy. Daddy, I'll take you to my room."

Once inside her room, Janey handed Mitchel a stack of picture books, requesting him to read stories to her.

Seated at the edge of the bed, Mitchel began reading tales from the books.

Janey was filled with joy and anticipation, her eyes closed but her eyelashes fluttering occasionally.

Mitchel's heart warmed at her endearing gestures, a constant smile adorning his lips throughout the storytelling.

Perhaps weary from her earlier tears, Janey struggled to stay awake despite her wish to enjoy more quality time with Mitchel, her eyelids drooping. Too drowsy to resist sleep, she mumbled, “Daddy, love you..."

At that moment, Mitchel's chest was akin to a hive filled with freshly harvested honey, incomparably sweet.

Bending down, he gently kissed Janey's forehead, a gesture brimming with paternal affection.

As Raegan opened the door, she witnessed the scene before her. Even though the moment was warm, an unexpected bitter feeling surged in her heart. She wondered whether she was being selfish. She realized she had only thought about her own emotions, not considering Janey's.

It seemed as though she was punishing Janey for Mitchel's mistakes, depriving Janey of the paternal love she deserved.

Raegan signed. Maybe she shouldn't block their meetings out of selfishness. Even though she and Mitchel weren't together anymore, the truth that she was the mother and he was the father remained unchanged.

Raegan pondered that regardless of their relationship, Janey deserved the full love of both her parents.

Her mind was in turmoil, and she hardly noticed when Mitchel stood up to leave.

When the door swung open, their eyes locked.

Standing tall, Mitchel made Raegan appear petite.

Mitchel closed the door gently behind him, swallowing hard before softly saying, “Janey is asleep now."

“Okay," replied Raegan, at a loss for what more to say.

“Is there something bothering Janey psychologically?" Mitchel inquired.

Caught off guard, Raegan asked, “How did you know?"

Mitchel looked slightly concerned, “She seems to shiver unconsciously while sleeping."