Chapter 615: I'm Waiting for You to Call Me Dad

“Is that Ian Monroe kid intentionally avoiding Sweetie?”

“It’s so obvious. Can’t you tell?”

“You… Evan Fairchild, what’s there to be so smug about!”

“Oh? You figured that out, did you?”

Shawn Fisher: …

Evan Fairchild was infuriating. The person Shawn hated most in the world, bar none!

‘I’ve never won an argument against him, not since we were kids!’

‘And I can’t beat him in a fight, either.’

“Go ahead and be smug. Sooner or later, you’ll come begging to me.”

“Me, beg you?”

“That’s right! I’m not going to just let Sweetie marry into your family!”

“Who do you want to marry Sweetie off to?”

“Ian Monroe! Who else could it be?”

“If she’s marrying Ian Monroe, then why would I need to beg you? That’s his problem to sort out, and it has nothing to do with me.”

Shawn Fisher nearly coughed up blood.

He had wanted to flex his authority as the father-in-law! But before he could even get started, Evan Fairchild had shot him down completely.

‘This isn’t how it was supposed to go, is it?’

‘Did something go wrong somewhere?’

Shawn Fisher glanced at his daughter and suddenly understood.

In that instant, the ache in his chest grew even worse.

“Don’t let your wife come over tomorrow.”

“As if she’s dying to come! I’ll tie her up tomorrow. If she runs over here again…”

“If your wife comes over again tomorrow, you will get on your knees and call me Dad.”

Shawn Fisher: …

“If my wife doesn’t come tomorrow, then you’ll get on your knees and call me Dad.”

“If your wife doesn’t come, why should I have to call you Dad?”

“Then what gives you the right to make me call you Dad?”

“You can’t control your wife. She’s the one who comes over and disturbs our time together—my wife’s precious study time. I could have been personally tutoring my wife, but with your wife around, I can’t do anything. My wife is already exhausted from studying by herself, and now she has to take time out to teach your wife. If you’re so capable, take her home and teach her yourself!”

Shawn Fisher: ‘I’m not capable.’

He seriously suspected that Evan Fairchild was just showing off.

‘So what if you’re a top student?!’

‘Big deal that you can tutor your own wife!’

When Melody Monroe and Candy came downstairs, they found the two men sitting in the living room, deep in a heated discussion.

“Mommy!” The moment Sweetie saw Candy, she immediately ran over with the pastry she was holding.

Candy hugged Sweetie and planted a kiss on her little cheek.

“Mommy eat, Auntie eat.” Sweetie offered the pastry in her hand to Candy and Melody Monroe.

They each took a bite.

Sweetie giggled happily. Watching the little dumpling, Melody felt her heart melt. She held out her arms, patting her hands together. “Come on, let Auntie hold you!”

Sweetie immediately rushed into Melody Monroe’s arms.

“Melody, are you two planning to have a second child?”

“I…” Melody Monroe blushed. “We’ve been planning on it, but we’re not quite ready yet.”

“You love Sweetie so much, you must want a daughter, right?”

“It’s not like you can choose what you have. Aren’t you planning on having a second?”

“I’ll wait a few more years. Giving birth to Sweetie was hard on my body, so Shawn Fisher is very insistent. He doesn’t want me to have another one right now. We’ll talk about it again in a few years.”

Melody Monroe nodded.

Candy was still very young; waiting a few more years would be fine.

The two women continued their intimate conversation.

The two men glanced at each other again, their mutual disdain even stronger now, practically oozing with jealousy.

“Candy, would you like to stay for dinner?” Melody Monroe asked.

“No!”

“No!”

The two voices rang out in unison.

Melody Monroe and Candy turned to look at their respective husbands.

Evan Fairchild glanced at Shawn Fisher, letting him speak first.