Chapter 797: Chapter 797: Gigi Called Dad
“I was teaching Gigi to speak.” But it wasn’t successful.
Bobby didn’t have the heart to admit his failure.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Baron Lawrence, holding Giselle Lawrence, came over and glanced at him. With a straight face, he looked at the Barbie doll on the sofa and said, “You’re using a ‘dog bone’ to teach.”
“I’m just using something Gigi likes to teach her, not a dog bone. If Gigi is a dog, then you’re a big dog.” Having spent so much money on the dolls without any success in hearing the word brother, Bobby retorted, “You try instead, since she won’t even call you Dad.”
Baron Lawrence didn’t intend to pay attention to him.
But he heard the key point.
His footsteps toward the study, holding the little girl, suddenly paused. He lowered his head and met the big, watery eyes of the little girl staring at him. They stared at each other.
Giselle was the first to grin, with saliva sparkling at the corner of her mouth. She giggled and shouted to him, “Uncle!”
Soft, crisp, and loud!
Baron Lawrence’s handsome face stiffened.
Bobby felt a little better in his heart. At least his sister still knew he was Brother, and the Dubious Man next door was worse off, being called uncle.
Thank goodness the Dubious Man didn’t have brothers or otherwise…
Bobby’s mood was suddenly bright and clear.
Seeing them still staring at each other, Enna quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, “Gigi doesn’t really know how to speak yet. She can only say a few words, uncle means uncle. She likes to call her favorite men uncle. It doesn’t mean her actual uncle.”
It’s even worse than her real uncle.
Baron Lawrence’s handsome eyebrows narrowed. He had almost stepped into the study but retreated and returned to the living room. He put Giselle on the sofa, supported her shoulders with both hands, took a breath to make his expression look a little friendlier, and used an unprecedented coaxing tone, “Gigi, call me Dad.”
Enna had seen him arrogant.
But she had never seen him so… gentle.
She was completely dumbfounded.
The one-year-old girl’s acceptance of new words was not high. She twisted her butt but couldn’t break free from Baron Lawrence’s big hand and pouted, “Hold me.”
Her eyes were similar to Enna’s, clear and bright, exceptionally beautiful. Baron Lawrence almost gave up teaching her and held her as she wished.
But at this time, he caught a glimpse of Bobby watching the excitement from the corner of his eye. His brows furrowed and he held back.
He tried teaching her again, “Gigi, call me Dad.”
“@￥%…&*.” The little girl’s mouth spat out a string of gibberish.
Enna couldn’t bear to watch anymore and reached out to pick up Giselle, “Baron Lawrence, Gigi is still…” The two words ‘too young’ were still unfinished.
Before she could finish, the little girl who had been speaking gibberish suddenly spat out, “Eight.”
Her eyes rolled as if she realized her mistake. She tilted her head and tried again, “Hold.”
The third time, she pronounced it accurately, “Dad!”
Soft, crisp, and loud!
Bobby, who had been watching the excitement just now, was suddenly struck by lightning. It felt like a huge blow. His shoulders slumped, and he said to Enna, “Woman, I’m going back to my room to sleep for a while, call me when it’s time to eat.”
He had just coaxed Gigi for so long, and she hadn’t learned to call him brother. The Dubious Man next door had casually taught her, and she actually called him Dad now…