Chapter 1500: My Name is Nicole—Shallow as in Depth, Nicole as in Tides [3]

Jose Floyd’s heart softened. Hearing Regina’s sobs, he held her tighter against his body, comforting her silently.

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Jose Floyd had called Henrik Woody in advance, asking him to buy a few outfits for a two-year-old girl. When he returned to the hotel holding Regina, Henrik Woody handed the clothes to Jose Floyd.

Jose Floyd had brought back a little girl, and Henrik Woody was very surprised, "Young Master Floyd, this child is...?"

Jose Floyd didn’t answer, but carried Regina into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with hot water, and gave her a warm bath.

When he emerged with Regina dressed, Jose Floyd had a hairdryer in hand.

Jose Floyd placed Regina on the bed, and Henrik Woody immediately came over, "Young Master Floyd, let me, let me dry her hair."

"No, I want Daddy to do it," Regina pouted, not buying Henrik Woody’s offer.

Jose Floyd’s lips curved into a faint smile as he turned on the hairdryer to dry Regina’s hair.

And beside them, Henrik Woody was so shocked at Regina’s calling Jose Floyd ’Daddy’ that he nearly kneeled by the bedside!

Isn’t Young Master Floyd single? How could this little girl be Young Master Floyd’s little princess?

This doesn’t make sense! Leonel Thomas had repeatedly warned him during a phone call, instructing him to help Young Master Floyd relax and emphasizing that Young Master Floyd wasn’t close to women, so don’t use women to entertain him...

Shouldn’t this little girl also count as a female? This is what not being close to women looks like?

Young Master Floyd’s gentle gaze while drying the little girl’s hair was as brilliant and pure as moonlight!

When Young Master Floyd arrived in City S, he headed straight to the small town. Now he brings back a little princess—could it be Young Master Floyd has been secretly married for years, and that’s why he avoids other women because he loves his wife?

This small town actually has Young Master Floyd’s wife and daughter in hiding...

"Young Master Floyd—it’s raining nonstop. We’re afraid there might be a mudslide, we probably can’t leave the small town in the next couple of days."

Young Master Floyd’s itinerary only had one day left, but under these circumstances, he couldn’t leave!

Jose Floyd, with eyes filled with gentle light, dried Regina’s hair, and turned to Henrik Woody, his expression back to cold indifference, speaking softly: "No rush, I’ll stay here for a while. As for returning to Italy, tell Leonel Thomas it’s postponed. I’ll notify him when the time comes."

"Yes."

Henrik Woody found Jose Floyd’s sudden change of plans odd, but dared not ask further.

Jose Floyd lay down on the bed with Regina, his voice gentle: "Regina, your name is very beautiful."

Regina—the sound soft and sweet, echoing gently, a feeling of continuous romance lingering in his heart.

"Mommy said... I’m her... Daddy’s longing," Regina replied sweetly, her voice soft and cute, speaking haltingly due to her young age.

"Your Mommy’s longing for your Daddy?" Jose Floyd asked.

Regina nodded, and said aggrievedly: "Mommy likes—Daddy, although Daddy... is bad, he doesn’t want Regina—or Mommy."

Jose Floyd sighed in his heart.

Feelings are something no one can explain, but when adults fall out or separate, it’s the children who suffer the most. Jose Floyd was very fond of Regina, and his heart particularly sighed over Regina’s background.

"Uncle—Regina likes, likes Uncle," Regina turned her head and gave a kiss to Jose Floyd’s cheek lying beside her, her eyes filled with pure delight.

Jose Floyd reached out to tuck the blanket around Regina and gently stroked her hair, chuckling softly: "Sleep well, don’t catch a cold."

"Uncle, your hand is so warm," Regina exclaimed, looking at the hand above her head.

Jose Floyd responded with a hum, "Uncle caught a cold from the rain, make sure to stay covered, don’t catch a cold like Uncle."