My Daddy Hides His Power Chapter 335 - Side story Part 2 Chapter 31

Enoch Rubinstein had returned.

 

Just imagine—the spot where a newborn, not even able to lift its head, had been lying a moment ago is now occupied by a muscular, silver-haired handsome man…! 

 

…It was somewhat bizarre, yet Axion could only feel pleased.

 

“You’ve worked hard.” 

 

 “….”

 

However, Enoch, having safely regained his body, wore a gloomy expression. His blue eyes flickered with bitterness.

 

He was probably thinking of his daughter’s face, crying and whining. 

 

“Princess!”

 

“Oho!”

 

Axion grabbed Enoch’s shoulder, who was about to jump up, and held him down.

 

“Get dressed.”

 

“….”

 

“And even after putting your clothes on, you can’t go. I know how you feel, but if you run off right now, it’ll be obvious.”

 

“But the princess…”

 

“Ugh, your daughter’s not going anywhere, so don’t overreact—just stay put.”

 

Oscar chimed in.

 

“But my baby cried. It’s heartbreaking, really…”

 

Enoch felt a pang in his heart. He had scolded his son-in-law, telling him not to make his daughter cry, and yet, in the end, it was the father himself who had brought tears to her eyes.

 

“Sometimes you have to go through farewells for your heart to grow stronger. And if Dad rushes to you every time you struggle, you’ll never develop independence. If that’s the case, I shouldn’t have married you off at all—I should have kept you by my side forever!”

 

Like a parent lion pushing its cub off a cliff, Oscar flung the clothes at Enock with a sharp motion.

 

“Yeah, Enoch.”

 

Axion sighed and patted Enoch’s slumped shoulder.

 

“Get dressed first.”

 

* * *

 

It had been three days since Jamie had left.

 

It was finally the weekend after I had come to terms with my feelings, and I began organizing the nursery with my husband.

 

By “organizing,” I didn’t mean throwing away the expensive baby items; it was just carefully packing them into boxes for safekeeping.

 

“Honey, what was it like for you, raising a baby?”

 

“What do you mean, what was it like?”

 

I asked my husband as he carried a heavy box filled with all sorts of rattles.

 

 “Do you think it’s worth raising?”

 

“Mhm.” 

 

“Could you be more specific? It’ll help us plan our family.”

 

“Family plans?”

 

“Mhm. You always act like you don’t have an opinion whenever we talk about babies. You’re like, ‘If you want to have one, go ahead, Lilith~.’” 

 

“…Of course, right? You’re the one giving birth.”

 

“Yeah, I really appreciate that you respect my feelings. But raising a child is something we have to do together, so I want to know whether you actually want a baby or not.” 

 

As I finished tidying the nursery, I pressed myself against my husband’s waist.

 

“I realized something while taking care of Jamie—that our lives can never be the same before and after having a baby.”

 

“That’s right. Once a child is born, wouldn’t our lives naturally revolve around them?”

 

“So that’s why I’m asking. Even knowing that, do you still want to have a baby?”

 

“To be honest, mhm.” 

 

Cheshire sat down on the living room sofa and turned to me.

 

“I realized that other people’s babies were already so cute… imagine how much cuter our own child would be.”

 

“I see!”

 

“And even if our lives change, I’ll make sure nothing is neglected. I’ll do my best as your husband and as our child’s father.”

 

“Oh~”

 

That’s great.

 

We interlaced our fingers, resting our heads against the sofa’s back. Leaning as if lying down, we gazed into the air. In the same posture, we were likely sharing the same thoughts.

 

“Honey.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Cheshire answered first. I burst out laughing.

 

“Puhahaha! What? What did you know?”

 

“That was my answer to what you’re about to say.”

 

“Ahaha! Oh, that’s funny…”

 

I laughed and gave Cheshire’s shoulder a playful pat. Yeah, it was the same thing I’d been saying ever since our honeymoon.

 

“You’re gonna tell me to practice looking at the sky again, aren’t you?”

 

“Mhm, that’s right.” 

 

What’s the point of talking about babies and family plans over and over again?

 

If anyone knew our circumstances, they’d probably find it ridiculous that we keep talking about babies without making any effort.

 

“You have to look up at the sky if you want to catch the stars!”

 

To reach for the stars, step one: you have to look up at the sky. But here we are, not even able to lift our heads, and it’s not like we’ve got stiff necks. Even now, more than a month into our marriage.

 

“Let’s go!”

 

I shouted, kissed my husband on the lips, and stood up.

 

“Is it still daytime?”

 

“Sir, what kind of Joseon-era remark is that? The sky exists day or night.”

 

“That’s true.”

 

“Oh my!”

 

Cheshire followed suit and forcefully embraced me like a princess.

 

“Don’t cry, really.”

 

“Can’t you just ignore my crying?”

 

“Will that work?”

 

“Is that possible?”

 

It can’t be helped. The truth is, I know all too well that it’s my own fussing that’s been keeping us from finishing the deed.

 

Therefore, this is a trial that only I must endure!

 

I wrapped my arms around my husband’s neck, planted a loud smooch on his lips, and cried out like a valiant general.

 

“Forward, troops! Glory to the one who overcomes the trial of the mighty club~!”

 

* * *

 

The next day, the Wizard Tower. 

 

It was Lilith’s first day back at work after taking a few extra days off, thinking she needed more time to sort out her feelings.

 

Before the Monday morning meeting began, Oscar sat at the head of the table, resting his chin on his hand, quietly watching Lilith from afar.

 

“Lilith, you look good.”

 

“Oh! Really?”

 

The expression on her face as she chatted softly with Miss Clarisse, who had joined the company not long ago, wasn’t as troubled as he had feared. 

 

“As expected, is it because you’re newlyweds?” 

 

“Of course it is, hahaha!”

 

No, it’s not just bad; she looks very good.

 

She grinned broadly and, out of nowhere, mimed pulling back a bowstring toward the air with a dramatic flourish.

 

‘Have you lost your mind?’

 

Oscar was suddenly seized with fear. Maybe parting with Jamie had driven her insane.

 

Bang, bang, bang!

 

When the chairman tapped the table three times, everyone fell silent.

 

“Ouch! There’s still fifteen minutes left until the meeting starts?”

 

Of course, while everyone else kept their mouths shut, the chairman’s daughter was the only one boldly fooling around.

 

“You didn’t just fool around while working from home, did you?”

 

Chairman Oscar gestured to his daughter with his index and middle fingers.

 

“Bring the research report.”

 

“Oh, of course!”

 

Lilith, who got up excitedly, approached the seat of honor, happily humming a tune and holding a report.

 

On her way there, she even spun around once, like she was dancing.

 

“Are you out of your mind?”

 

Oscar was so scared that he asked her outright.

 

Regardless of that, Lilis set the file folder down with a thud in front of Oscar, bowed her head, and even gave him a playful wink up close.

 

“Are you sick?”

 

“No~?”

 

And then, from the front pocket of her white lab coat, she smoothly pulled something out with her index and middle fingers—ta-da!—and placed it neatly on top of the file folder.

 

A pink envelope sealed with a heart-shaped sticker.

 

“What’s this?” she mimicked firing a cute little finger gun at Oscar, who was looking up at her, then covered her mouth and whispered in his ear.

 

“My love~ This is my heart, overflowing with love for you~♥”

 

“….”

 

She must be out of her mind.

 

* * *

 

Smooch smooch smooch smooch ♥ (with what looks like an actual lipstick kiss mark next to it). 

 

My dear Master, hello.

 

Your beloved disciple and daughter humbly sends you a letter after a long time. 

 

While taking care of little Jamie this time, I learned a lot.

 

When I was making formula and changing diapers, all I could think about was Dad, but after parting with Jamie, I found myself thinking a lot about you, Master.

 

It was really hard for me to part with the baby I had cared for about twenty days, but you, Master, have said countless farewells to me.

 

Of course, I can’t claim to have fully understood your feelings back then, Master, but I think I’ve come to understand them just a little.

 

Even knowing you’ll meet again, partings are always sad. I can only imagine how much it must have hurt you, Master, to go through that over and over again…

 

Master, I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to return the amount of love you’ve given me, even if I spend my whole life trying.

 

To repay a debt, you have to know how much you received—but I can’t even measure how great the love I’ve received from you is.

 

But!

 

For the rest of my life…

 

……

 

…

 

Knock, knock.

 

Someone knocked on the passenger window.

 

Oscar quickly folded the letter, which he had already read several times, and slipped it into the front pocket of his shirt.

 

“Good morning.”

 

As he opened the car door, Axion peeked out.

 

Today was the day Enoch returned to the country, and the two of them met once more to deliver a flawless performance until the very end.

 

“Wow, that’s really cool.”

 

Axion, who’d only heard about it before, was riding in a sports car for the first time, his eyes widening as he climbed into the passenger seat.

 

“I’m sure you’ll like it. And your daughter even picked out such a beautiful carriage for you.”

 

“Yes? Oh, yes. Well.”

 

Axion’s unintentional exclamation made Oscar’s shoulders rise.

 

“The roof opens, you know?”

 

“Ooh!”

 

On a whim, he even opened up the car’s sunroof, and the caveman marveled at it.

 

“We still have some time before the kids get home, so let’s take a drive along the river. Fasten your seatbelts.” 

 

“The belt?”

 

“Oh, on the right. Yes, that one. Pull it all the way out, yes, yes.”

 

Teaching a caveman how to fasten a seatbelt…

 

“Duke Manuel, did you cry?”

 

“Yes?”

 

Axion squinted, studying Oscar’s face.

 

“Your eyes are red.”

 

Oh my!

 

That girl—she was born with the knack for writing letters that get under your skin and make you emotional every single time! 

 

…

 

……

 

I promise to give you all the love I possibly can for the rest of my life. I’m certain this feeling will never fade or wear away.

 

I love you.

 

Words like “I love you” can’t express how much I love you.

 

-In this happy and beautiful world, where saying “See you tomorrow” is no longer a painful farewell.

 

Your Lilith♥ 

 

“Me? No way.”

 

Oscar quickly grabbed the sunglasses he had hanging on his shirt collar, put them on, and pretended not to notice.

 

“Something must have gotten in my eye. Now then, let’s get going!”