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After finishing the second book, Isabella obediently went back to her guest room to sleep.

Andrew, however, continued working until around three in the morning.

At six in the morning, while he was sound asleep, he heard a slight noise from the door.

Given his background in the special forces and enhanced werewolf hearing, even during deep sleep, any sound could instantly wake him up.

He reflexively opened his eyes, sat up, and saw the door being slightly pushed open from the outside. A small, black head poked in.

"Daddy!" Seeing him awake, Asher pushed the door open, ran in with his little short legs, climbed onto the bed, and pounced on Andrew.

"Daddy, happy, Daddy, happy," Asher said enthusiastically.

Andrew hugged the child, sitting up on the bed. Then he saw Isabella walking in behind him.

"It's supposed to be 'Daddy, happy birthday.' I've taught you so many times, and you still can't get it right. How silly," she lightly tapped Asher's little head with her fingertip.

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