It's you I want

47.

Olivia blinked at Annabel cutely. “Please, mummy. I just want a father figure that day.” She expressed, smiling at Roland, who returned one of his own.

“A father figure? Where did you learn such English?” Annabel placed her hand on her forehead.

“What about your real mother, dear? Will she be okay with it?” Roland asked.

Olivia furrowed her brows and was about to answer but Annabel interrupted them.

“Why would you ask her such a question? Of course her mother would accept.” She didn't know when she blurted that out. Olivia beamed. “No, wait, that's not right—” She tried to explain herself but Olivia was quick.

“It's settled, Mister. You're my daddy for next week.” She shrieked, hugging Roland, who smiled down at her.

“That's not—” Annabel still tried to talk.

“Aunt Sasha, I'm ready to go to school now. You can take me and leave mummy and daddy to talk themselves out.” She was so excited and held on to Sasha's hand.

Sasha, who was still in shock simply nodded and held her hand. As s