Deep love: insatiable lover

Mercedes and Josefina were surprised to see Dylan’s deft movements.

Obviously, like Vanessa, they didn’t expect Dylan to do the chores by himself. The two couldn’t help but look at Vanessa, and found that Vanessa was also looking at Dylan.

Mercedes looked back first, stepped forward and said.

-How can you be expected to do such a thing?

-It’s OK, I have to get used to looking after her.

Dylan was particularly pleased to be able to look after his child.

Mercedes saw that he was skilful and patient, so she said no more.

Only Dylan’s impression in his mind had changed a little, certainly in a good way.

-Stay with Vanessa and talk for a while, the baby needs a bath today, I’ll take her.

-I’ll go.

said Josefina, hurrying to get up.

How could Dylan himself go for something like that.

-I will go myself.

Dylan refused and left with his daughter in his arms.

Josefina’s mouth dropped open as she felt she had to meet Dylan again.

-It has a heart.

Mercedes said as she looked at Vanessa.

Apparently, Dylan would be so skilled was to stay in the hospital for the last two days to learn, enough to see how much he cared for and valued his daughter.

-I didn’t expect it either.

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Mother and daughter looked at each other and neither said anything else.

Dylan was already quite adept at caring for his daughter, but of course he had to leave the bathing to a professional nurse. He stood watching the nurse’s every move, his eyes fixed on the girl in his arms.

Watching the little baby roll happily in the pool, Dylan felt as if his heart had been dipped in honey water, becoming sweet and soft.

This was his child.

The child behaved exceptionally well, not a single cry.

If it weren’t for the vibrating phone in his pocket, Dylan wouldn’t have been able to look away.

Cautiously, he stepped out and lingered in the hallway before Dylan pulled out his phone.

It was Matthew’s call.

-What’s going on?

-We discovered Orlando’s whereabouts!

Hearing that, Dylan’s eyes immediately turned stern, his deep dark eyes like a sharp dagger.

-Well?

-He is currently abroad, but seems to be planning to return.

-Tell him never to come back.

Now that Dylan had a daughter, it was up to him to protect his wife and daughter. It was best if Orlando never came back and was never in his presence.

Dylan had never liked arrogance and did not believe that Vincent would be truly honest once defeated, so preparations were already underway on the foreign side as well.

Even if Vincent had the intention of doing something else, the idea of him in the cradle would choke him.

The same applies to Orlando.

-Don’t worry, sir, we’ll do what we can.

-Definitely not to the best of our ability.

With his heart full of his little girl, Dylan was in no mood to talk to Mateo and hung up the phone after making sure nothing else was going on, casually slipping it back into his pocket and re-entering the room.

Just as the baby was being bathed.

After the nurse carefully swaddled the baby, Dylan took him back to the ward.

Vanessa was ready to eat, so Dylan had the dietician prepare a meal and take it to the hospital. She told Vanessa to eat something to replenish her strength and nutrition.

It was also important to exercise, as the delivery was normal.

If he survived the first three days, he would be much better off after that.

Dylan did not dare to be slow, fearing that Vanessa would become ill as a result of childbirth.

He stayed in the hospital for the next few days. He was the one who got up at night to change her nappy and feed her, because he didn’t want to wake Vanessa.

Dylan was so tired, but he was so happy and content every time.

He likes to take care of his daughter and Vanessa himself.

This continued until Vanessa was discharged from hospital.

-The flat is ready, so you’ll be staying at home for the next twenty days or so. I’ll read to you and keep you company if you get bored. By the way, you haven’t chosen a name for your daughter yet, do you have any suggestions?

Dylan asked Vanessa earnestly, his brow furrowed in a sweetness that wasn’t there before.

As he had a mistress and a daughter, his hardness was unconsciously restrained in front of them, leaving only tenderness.

-The name of the child… you choose it.

He wasn’t going to force his daughter’s surname to be Cazalla, and seeing the anticipation in Dylan’s eyes, he would simply let her take it.

-I will go back and check which word is appropriate for our daughter.

The choice of name was an important matter and had to be made carefully.

Dylan was going back to the dictionary to see if there was a word he could use.

Vanessa was amused to see how impatient he seemed.

He had noticed that the man had changed a lot since then.

Of course, the changes were all for the better. Even when I wanted to tell her everything and clarify their relationship, I always had some kind of doubt.

Vanessa was soon discharged from hospital and returned to her flat.

When he returned, he found that the flat had been completely renovated. The floor was covered with thick plush carpeting and the corners were covered with stickers. Her daughter is clearly not yet a month old, but she is ready for her to run and jump and bump into the corners of tables and other places.

This shows the extent to which Dylan has thought about the future.

Vanessa sighed inwardly as she watched the whole thing.

The more Vanessa realised how much she cared for her daughter, the more she felt the separation was misplaced.

If she insisted on separation, she feared the damage that would be done would be enormous. Not just to Dylan, but to herself and her daughter.

The balance was beginning to tip in her favour and Vanessa was aware of this, but she did not want to face it yet.

-What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?

Dylan felt a little apprehensive when he saw Vanessa standing still.

He admitted that it was selfish of him to have prepared all the places in advance. He wanted Vanessa to see his determination through these details and understand how sincere he was.

From the look on Vanessa’s face, it was clear that she was already thinking about it.

As a result, Dylan felt apprehensive.

Could it be that Vanessa would resent doing this? Would it inflame the emotions of her heart to say goodbye in advance?

At this point, Dylan was more nervous than ever.

The air had suddenly become very quiet.

Dylan couldn’t help but look at his daughter, lying in his arms, and his eyes filled with sadness.

If he did this for so long and it still didn’t work? he wasn’t going to give up! It would just be a different way, to be more permanent.

-No, you prepared it very well.