Chapter 1592

"What did you say?" Daniel asked.

Persephone seriously repeated, "You're not as handsome as the prince!"

"You little rascal!" Daniel raised his hand as if to spank her, but it was all in jest.

Persephone couldn't avoid it, and she was lifted up and tickled, laughing uncontrollably.

Sadly, the ice cream cone met its end, falling entirely onto Daniel's coat.

Persephone froze, her empty hand and Daniel's coat catching her eye. Her face turned beet red. After a few moments of silence, she began to cry.

"Sephy, please don't cry!" Daniel had never comforted a child, let alone a preschooler with such a loud voice.

The passersby gave him strange looks, wondering if he was mistreating the little girl.

"Oh, Sephy!" He quickly tried to console her. "Don't cry!"

Persephone pushed his hand away.

"Stop crying!" Daniel raised his voice sternly. "That's enough!"

"Wah—"

"Why cry over something so small? If you want more ice cream, I'll get you another one!"

"You big meanie!" Persephone pou