Chapter 1555 - 1596: Daddy Let You Down

When Mabel Quinn finished washing her daughter’s hair and showering her, and took her out of the bathroom, Kyle Kinston approached, looking at his wife’s swollen eyes, he couldn’t help but raise his hand to gently stroke her brow and eyes, "Crying again?"

"It’s sadness but also happiness." Mabel said, "Just now in the bathroom, she called me mommy!"

Kyle was taken aback, then smiled, "Isn’t that wonderful? Why sad, we’ll take her to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow, maybe it won’t be long before Ivy’s wounds heal, and she’ll remember everything from before."

"But..." Mabel paused again, "When I was giving her a bath, I discovered that she has many injuries on her body, and on her forehead, there’s a big scar. She must have been in a lot of pain then..."

Saying this, she felt unable to continue, her eyes moistening again, Kyle quickly comforted, "Everything is over, it’s over, our family will only get better and better in the future!"

Mabel sobbed a bit, "Mm," she replied. She couldn’t keep thinking about sad and distressing things; she also needed to think about happy things more, like today, being able to find her daughter like this was a very happy thing.

"Alright, you take a rest first, I’ll blow-dry Ivy’s hair." Said Kyle, then picked up the little one, placed her on the nearby chair, and grabbed the hairdryer, gently saying, "Daddy will blow-dry your hair now, okay?"

The little one blinked her almond-shaped eyes, waited for quite a while, then nodded her little head.

Kyle began blow-drying his daughter’s hair and also noticed the ugly scar on her forehead. For a moment, he stayed silent, the pain in his heart spreading continuously.

From the start, he owed his daughter too much, nearly destroying this little life himself. He had too much guilt towards his daughter, too much desire to make amends, yet even now, the scar on her forehead was still because of him.

After finishing blow-drying the hair, his fingers softly brushed over the centipede-like, unsightly scar, "Daddy is sorry," he said hoarsely.

Seeing this, Mabel knew her husband felt guilty. Both she and Kyle had too much guilt and heartache towards their daughter.

But before she could voice her comfort, a pair of small hands had already raised, touching Kyle’s eyes, "Don’t cry... don’t cry..."

It was as if the little one was afraid of the person in front would cry.

The little one only felt strange, why did so many people cry when they saw her today?

Kyle raised his hand, gently holding the daughter’s small paw; in the palm was warmth and softness, "Daddy won’t cry, Daddy is happy, finally found Nana." If the daughter now only recognizes the name Nana, he can use this name to call her until one day she truly remembers her own name.

The little one happily laughed, then hopped off the chair herself, went in front of Mabel Quinn, and once again placed her small hand on Mabel’s abdomen, murmuring, "Nana good, baby also good."

Mabel squatted down, gently kissed her daughter’s cheek, "Yes, both are good."

Before long, the little one became sleepy, and Mabel took her to bed.