Chapter 23 Hurt Hope?

Luke’s P.O.V.

I close the soundproof partition of the car, separating us from the driver’s seat because I want to converse with Daisy. I’m dropping Hope and Daisy off at their home. Daisy’s gaze is fixed on the window.

When I offered them a ride, Daisy initially refused, but Hope persuaded her in the end. As we settled into the backseat, Hope dozed off within a few minutes in Daisy’s arms.

“Daisy,” I call her, but she doesn’t respond. She just keeps looking outside, completely ignoring me. However, I continue, “I know your anger, your hatred, everything is justified. But think about Hope. She is so happy to have her father. At least for her, let me—” I pause as she turns her face towards me and shoots me a glare.

“Just stop it, Luke,” she snaps at me. “I’m keeping you away from us, for Hope’s sake. You can hurt her in the future. I’m afraid of you.”

Hurt Hope? I could never do that, not even in my dreams.

“What are you saying, Daisy?” I stare at her in shock. “Hope is my daughter. How