Chapter Sixty-Two

Author's point of view

“Yes, he is my daddy.” She laughed and Isabelle was so surprised when she said that and asked her.

“He told you to call him that?” Isabelle asked with a smile on her face.

And she shook her head both ways. “No, he didn't, I choose to call him Daddy.” She smiled and Isabelle laughed.

Noah walked to the dining room and placed the food on the table.

“You are my daddy, right?” Tootie asked with her little smile.

“No, I am not,” Noah answered but in a playful manner.

“Yes, you are!” She shouted and Noah finally agreed with her.

Isabelle looked at him with a smile on her face.

And Noah looked at her. “Why are grinning so much, you look scary m.” He teased and she frowned and Tootie laughed.

“Tootie do I look scary?” Isabelle asked her and she couldn't respond, rather she was laughing so hard.

“Tootie is on my side,” Noah said and Isabelle laughed and nodded.

She felt so happy being around them.

They had breakfast and Isabelle couldn't believe that Noah cook