Chapter 512

Harry looked down at the ice cream that his daughter handed to his lips, touched the cold lips, and dissipated the warmth attached to the surface. He opened his mouth to hold the spoon and ate the ice cream that his daughter handed over.

Cassandra didn't dislike it because he had used it, and couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful and hand it to his mouth, "It's so delicious."

It was sweet, cool, and slightly milky. Her eyebrows were crooked, and she felt so happy to eat ice cream.

"Daddy waits for me to finish the ice cream, do you want to go back with me? Go back to see Mommy." Then she took another spoonful of ice cream and handed it to him.

Harry ate the ice cream fed by his daughter again, chewing the thick sweetness in his mouth, but thinking bitterly how to explain to the two children.

Benedict also raised his head and looked at him.

As if expecting his answer.

He looked at his children, his eyes blinking frequently, his tightened eyebrows we